purple bottle

Waking up, everything seems to be in its place, but something feels off

My favourite yellow drink bottle has turned purple

One that I could imagine my favourite colour is in another life

The shade of butterflies and lavender along my windowsill

The colour of my bedroom walls and favourite pillow

But I am sure my drink bottle is yellow

Everything else in my room is the same, and yet the air is different

The sheets on the bed now are those that were in the wash yesterday The sunlight doesn’t shine as bright in here anymore

I feel lost, but how can I when everything looks the same If you saw me, how could you tell that something was off

Something has shifted

But maybe I have always had a purple drink bottle and wished that it was yellow

I know somewhere I do wake up with a yellow drink bottle each day A place where the music sits nicely And I feel like myself A place where I wish to be

One day I will have my own yellow drink bottle

I am sure of it

Charlie Borracci