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When I was little, everything was black or white. Good was good, bad was bad, there was no middle ground. It was very easy, as you did what was good, you avoided what was bad, as there was consecuences for doing bad.
Things happen, and you suddenly realize, that if you looked more carefully, the black and white blurr enough for there to be a discernable grey. Enough grey to make you think, to change some of the things you thought before.
And then one day, BOOM! Suddenly, everything seems to be grey, and you dont know what to think anymore. Everything, the seemingly solid structure that you grew on and based and judged everything in your life, to make who you are, doesn't seem to fit you anymore. It seems very foreign, kind of shakey, even.
There are the old ideas and such, but you are afraid to take hold of them, as it seems foreign, yet familiar, and might burn and sting when you touch them.
And the new....you cant even fathom the new and different yet, let alone see what they are.
You are constantly reminded by hundreds of happenings throughout the day, happenings of all sizes, that you are kinda hopelessly lost in the shades of grey.
And it just isnt a good place to be hopelessly lost.
And I wonder, how are you supposed to get out of all the grey? Is there black and white anymore? Of course there is grey, there always will and should be, but once you get here, can it ever get to where it is managable, like it seemed before?
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