Her mind sparked ideas that even she couldn’t explain. Her heart wasn’t of one surface or texture she was a radiance of variety. She didn’t believe in black or white. She believed all things extraordinary lie in the gray. The gray matter that isn’t talked about, or admired.She was what we couldn’t see but could only dream. She lived in the gray and for that she was sensational. She was vibrancy. She wasn’t simple or complex, she was everything and in the blend of light and dark she could see the why to every cry.