Blue is the colour I would more likely associate with freedom, since it resembles the vast ocean or an open sky. The typical colour that suggest calm and endless hope in the English realm of ready made phrases brings you down to a miserable state of mind. The blue that washes is not the same blue that sinks. Overflowing thoughts twisted together in a stormy sea, before you know it, will drawn you into a creepy deep. The deepest sadness is blue, according to the English. Not for everyone though, still grey seems to be the colour of not hope for others like me. The sad feeling of a cloudy sky has a dash of dark on it, it feels heavy and restrain our movements. Blue is soft and immeasurable by comparison. There is always a way out in the sea and something to look upon the sky. Then blue is a great feeling, feel blue.