It is said that some people view the world through rose-colored glasses. These said people seem to see the best in people and situations alike. They are generally happier and lead longer more productive lives than the cynic. Some days it seems that this is me. Loving life. Sometimes the world becomes too much. Obligations- bills. Men. They break my guitars, break my heart, and leave my rose-colored glasses shattered on the nightstand. I get out of bed and step on a piece of rose-colored glass, and bleed rose colored blood to remind me for years to come of the pain.

It is also said that Madonna wears rose-colored glasses to reduce the effects of her migraines. They supposedly tone down the eyes perception of color and help the brain to relax.

But there is a disconnect. You cannot feel the warmth of rose-colored glasses in your soul. You cannot taste the taste of rose-colored glasses on your lips, you cannot breathe rose-colored glasses deep into your lungs. I sit here while my rose tea steeps beside me. Everything is going to be okay. It’s just me and you Madonna. Let’s look at the rosy side of things.