june 03 2012 0122pm
I guess I’m at an age right now where I realize even though you find something you gotta have, you got to know how to let it go because the circumstances are not right or the timing is not right, etc. That state of mind happened to me fairly recently; can’t help feeling that the world to me now is a darker place than before. I don’t know how to put it in words. I think the best way to explain it is that before, the world was a collection of shades of gray and black, but there were patches of bright colors, too, things, values, passions I used to care about, stuff I thought I would never let go. Now, after the transition, the world just seems like a whole blob of light gray to me. I was in lying in bed last night and got scared when I found myself thinking, if I gotta let go of the things I care about, maybe money is the only ever-lasting thing in this world.
