The idea of Prose-Colored Glasses came to me when I woke up one day and realized I had forgotten to achieve one of my childhood dreams. For some inexplicable reason, I had simply failed to become a writer. This phenomenon was, of course, completely ridiculous to the musings of my past self. However, there I was with little to no writing done since high school and a million ideas swirling through the confines of my head before a fell asleep, indefinitely lost the moment I dozed off and impossible to remember the next day. Now, graduated not only from high school, but college, and working as a professional English and Theatre teacher, I realized I had to keep myself accountable somehow for my creative endeavors. So behold: Prose-Colored Glasses. Devilishly clever, I know. A few disclaimers: 1. This really is for me, not you, sorry. 2. I don't write action-filled, plot-packed stories. 3. If anything, my stories are merely little windows into other worlds, giving a glimpse into a moment, or sifting through memories of characters I myself do not know much about. 4. I have no planned intention of developing these short stories into anything more than what they are. 5. Before these short stories, I had never perfected a single piece of prose to the point where I felt like I could share it (the difference here is that these aren't perfected and I'm sharing them anyway). Thanks!