A friend once said to me that she cannot stand the grey...that everything must be black in white in her world.
My world is one hundred shades of grey.
I told her, I LIVE in the grey.
I don't have to know. Not always.
Though the grey can piss me off at times, I often find comfort in it.
I don't have to have answers.
I mustn't think just ONE way.
I can relax in the grey.
Our brains are described as "grey matter", afterall.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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