“Nothing worse than grey light coming in your window on a Sunday morning. Personally, I don’t like the color grey. It reminds me of the absence of color. I know, I know, people say grey is a color but it isn’t. It’s grey. Grey like smoke, like clouds, like ash. Grey like dirt and shale. Grey is Mr. Wiley’s hair and a cat bit me once was grey. Grey is a deadly color. Grey gets between me and the sun and threatens rain. It’s a downer, grey is. Don’t ever wear grey, people are likely to avoid you.”
