Maturity...Bring On The Grey!
Reminiscing on my view of the world as a child, one thought that stands out is my stance on the black and white nature of morality. It was ramrod straight, unbending to change. Every act was either right or wrong, and it was as simple as that.
Climbing that age ladder, it is safe to say that the higher up we go, the clearer it is that the world is no longer black and white but different shades of grey. Vision blurs and the values we upheld as children are so far down they don't seem to matter any more.
It is when you find yourself in situations you had termed as 'black' that life starts becoming 'grey'. Exceptions are made, heads are turned, and memories are tucked into the far segment of our minds.
After eighteen beautiful years of my life and maturing into adulthood, I have succumbed to the reality that life is indeed made up of differnt shades of grey.
The scary thought? That the journey of maturity is no where near the end! In fact, it has only just begun!
Climbing that age ladder, it is safe to say that the higher up we go, the clearer it is that the world is no longer black and white but different shades of grey. Vision blurs and the values we upheld as children are so far down they don't seem to matter any more.
It is when you find yourself in situations you had termed as 'black' that life starts becoming 'grey'. Exceptions are made, heads are turned, and memories are tucked into the far segment of our minds.
After eighteen beautiful years of my life and maturing into adulthood, I have succumbed to the reality that life is indeed made up of differnt shades of grey.
The scary thought? That the journey of maturity is no where near the end! In fact, it has only just begun!
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