A box of colours
“Life is like a box of crayons (or oil pastels or whatever you want to call them). Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. So when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"”
---- John Mayer
Most of us look for what we want in the other person. Then we feel disappointed because we expected Magenta and got a Purple. Sometimes you realize it early in the relationship. If it matters too much, you might still want to look for that Magenta. But if there are other colours that you want, then you might compromise and settle for the purple. Sometimes you don’t even realize it and you wonder why you are vaguely dissatisfied.
Sometimes, you find the magenta but still keep looking. That is why it is important to pause and take stock .Very important. Because as each second ticks, life is passing by.