I'm not sure I can describe the visceral reaction that some have to color to one who simply, through no fault of his own, does not. It's an electric reaction, a burst really, that I feel as the color, the color, the color comes in through my eyes, saturates my brain and lights in my chest like a firework. "Yes." The strength of the 'Y' and the linger of the 'S' - in thought or in word - igniting the thrill of beginning.