Shades of Sanity

Red

Everything is vibrant. Everything is brilliant. Everything is stunning.
I am swimming, diving, drowning in red.
A million sunsets and sunrises flame around me, the heat of a million fires roaring in my chest, a lion's heart beating deep red blood through my body.
Maybe I am asleep. But I won't be for much longer.
I can hear a steady beeping sound, resounding with every beat of my heart that means I am conscious.
I can smell roses and lemon pudding and too-clean sheets.
I can sense the warmth of a thick, too large sweater wrapped around my shoulders.
I can feel a cold hand gripping mine.
I can open my eyes.