



Some people bounce on a trampoline.
I turn it into modern art.
The plan was simple: jump as high as I could, laugh as much as possible, and see how many colors I could send flying into the air before the day was over. By the time I finished, there wasn’t a clean spot left on the trampoline… or on me. I’d call that a successful afternoon.
My favorite part wasn’t even the first jump. It was watching every bounce send another explosion of color into the sky. Every landing looked different, every splash created a new pattern, and before long I was surrounded by a rainbow that refused to stay on the ground.
Of course, once I was completely covered in paint, there was only one thing left to do—sit back, enjoy a rainbow popsicle, and admire the wonderfully ridiculous mess I’d made. Sometimes the best memories aren’t the neat ones. They’re the ones that leave you smiling long after the paint has dried.
So if anyone asks what my favorite color is…
The answer is all of them.
XOXO,
Sindy
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