I do not see many things in life as being either black or white, but mostly I see them as gray. This is especially true when we are speaking of ethics, psychology, religion, etc. This is actually a bit of a curse, but that is a topic for another night of rambling thoughts.
Even in physics – or maybe especially so – things are not either/or, that is the point of quantum mechanics. I have a vague understanding of this field, but the key word is vague (very vague). The state of any particular particle is a matter of probabilities rather than certainties. The first time I read that light was both a particle and wave, I scratched my head until it bled.
However, in life, we are sometimes given a binary option. We can hang on to a wrong, a slight, an injustice – perceived or real, stewing in it to the point of becoming bitter, or we can let it go. This is especially true as there is no way to go back and change the past. Life moves on whether we do or not.
Just saying.
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What started this particular piece of rambling was a group text chat that I was a part of. It started as a rant against that horrible waste of protoplasm known as tRump. I chimed in with a comment. What I got back was a bitter statement about a situation in this person’s life that only had a vague connection to the subject of the group chat.
And yes, I am self-aware enough to know that I am not nearly as self-aware as I give myself credit for being self-aware. All by way of saying that the above applies to me as well.
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