“Brown is still my favorite color. Specifically the shade of brown that shines like burnished honey in the sunlight. Like now,” I said as the afternoon sun shone through the kitchen window to light up his honey-gold eyes. “I no longer prefer to work by the water. It distracts me, slows me down because I’m constantly drawn to it, and the view causes me to get lost in my thoughts. I prefer to get my work done first and then reward myself by taking a stroll along the river.”
