This is my response to Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge: Kaleidoscope
The Weather Report
The air in the countryside of my noggin used to be so clear and crisp, the grumpy old man thought, like a perfect autumn day. My view of today was vivid, dappled by shadows of yesterday, brightened by clear skies of tomorrow. But now? It’s like seeing the world through a kaleidoscope. The colors and shapes of the past swirl and change, filling my head with multi-hued fog. Can’t see a damn thing!
Just as well, he decided. Today is overcast by gloomy skies of gray. And tomorrow? Bah. Black as a thundercloud.
The forecast through the kaleidoscope is sunnier.