I just want to be a candy maker.
Pulling flourescent silvery taffy, which shimmers off the mirrored walls. The walls reflect every speck of color every jellybean and gummy creature, every shiny little candy wrapper and tin foil wrapped chocolate. That’s one of the perks of the job. Trippy walls.
You can’t not be happy when you can spin around in a rainbow whenever you want. New colors show up in the windows every week. Bright cherry reds, icy blues, mint greens, deep dark chocolate speckled with nuts and toffee.. Everything would always be beautiful and my ideas would make people happy.
I just want to be a candy maker. But the only colors I can come up with are icy blue.