Color blind
Just a reflection on my part about the joys of growth. It's a strange process:
In our youth we don't respect the gifts that are laid before us, health and freedoms that age slowly robs us of.
Freedoms?
Sure - youth you still have the freedom of which direction in life to take, a wrong direction doesn't mean as much. Its the start of life's twisted paths ... a wrong turn still a valuable life's lesson and easily repair or corrected. You can easily burn a bridge, there is so many directions to follow that you see no reason to worry.
Those freedoms and directions are shortened as we travel life's windy roads, soon we find that the bridge burnt might of gave you a better way to travel.
A new sight is added: Hindsight!
With youth it seems foresight is under development. So as certain 'sights' develop and as our youth slips away we start to see a little less in "black & white" and more and more "gray" areas.
Wow, wouldn't that nice freedom of choice be nice to have again? To know for certain what was good or bad, seeing it as a certain ...
"It was either black -or- white, and there was no in-between back then ... was there"?
I'm open minded ... My gray areas seem wider at times. Being that I try to look at things from both points of view.
Yeah, I'm more colorblind now than ever. Makes me wonder if my 'grays' will grow with each passing year?
(eh, at least my hindsight is 20-20 and my reflections are either black or white)
Makes one wonder:
Why they call it"In LIVING color" ???
*he exits the little box in a BLIND direction ... still setting any trail ablaze, with hopes of not burning the bridges nor taking wrong turns*
