My favorite color has always been blue. I love bright, royal blue and I also love turquoise blue.
There’s nothing more beautiful than a blue sky.
Blue makes me happy.
But, for some strange reason, our culture associates blue with sadness.
People feel blue when they are sad or sing the blues about sad things.
Why in the world is that so?
How did the happiest, most beautiful color become associated with sadness?
If you know, I’d love to hear the answer.
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