Just an observation today.
I see both sides of everything. Well, all sides ~ there’s never just two. When I was younger, it made me feel bad, like I was wishy washy. But now I don’t apologize for it, and I’m proud of it. This empathy helps me in everyday life and in my writing. I’m always trying to figure out motives and why someone would do something that, on the surface, is horrible or against their own self-interests.
It makes it more difficult to draw lines in the sand, but maybe there needs to be less lines in the sand.
Questions of the Day: Do you tend to think in blacks and whites or in shades of gray?
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