Maybe blue has a special meaning for her, or maybe it is just the pure arbitrariness of the mind that shows the compulsive tendency to prefer something above something else. Like the story about the cat that stood in front of two identical cups of milk and didn't know which to choose. Regulation, classification, even though there is no difference, having your own opinion and in this way distinguishing yourself from the others; the indifferent hoi polloi... it will all have to do with it some way or another. Would there also be a color that she likes the least?
I look up. She's gone. I wonder what's her name.