i've learnt over the past 2 years that things are not always in black and white. and i wonder how did i grow up thinking that they were. could it be the type of education i was exposed to that shapes my personality, maybe. but it is also a battle of nature against nuture, an old rivalry that would never end. somehow i feel that i'm in the grey zone at this moment, not knowing whether i would ever get out of it. am i happy, sometimes. am i not, sometimes. is the grey zone a good thing, maybe. is it bad, maybe.
everything seems to be floating now, do i want it to stop, i dont know.
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