Entry One (in which I am beleaguered)
Yellow is the color of good cheer and sunlight and daffodils and happiness.
Why is this journal you have given me yellow? Surely you do not believe that its cheerful force will act upon me and suffuse me with sunlit felicity. I am not a girl of felicitous nature, Mother, and I am annoyed at the thought that you have hue-chosen so inappropriately.
Although yellow is also the color of cowardice.
Perhaps cowering within this yellow is your fear of hearing truths spoken aloud.
Cowardice, a gift from my mother.
Yes, that will do.
Thank you for the gift.
I shall treasure it always.