Journey to the East: Day 1 Entry 3

Day 1 Entry 3:

Drifting out of sleep but for a moment to put pen on paper and express how writing feels. It feels like...
It makes me feel like I am painting a magnificent rainbow of black and white, every shade an emotion I cant help but show.
My hand must rest, so that my mind can do likewise.
Eyes listen to me and lower your shades. Let the mind wander for a bit, like a cat at night, don't return till the sun warms my face.