Monochrome

It has been a productive morning. I gave Josephine an oil change and a wash - since winter is going to be coming soon - did laundry, dishes, and tidied up my kitchen. In the afternoon, I will go somewhere to write, find a nice bottle of red wine for the evening, and then wait for tomorrow to arrive. It shouldn't take long, seconds don't tic away any slower than they have in the past.

Last night, I was asked if I saw the world as shades of gray. I thought about it for a moment and couldn't see anything but this. Sure, it would be so simple if it weren't; if our monochrome society could be black and white with nothing between. But this is not how it is. Good and evil are arbitrary. We define these shades with our choices. And so, I choose to see in gray, just as much as I choose to dream in colour.