That’s what I read somewhere.
And I thought – yeah. And then I thought, And I’m right about me too.
I’m sure some wise person said: The trouble with being human is that there are always nuances, lessons, hard painful truths, soft kind forgivenesses and stories with so many facets that life looks like a brilliant light-catching-orb. If you try to understand it. Judge it. Draw hard lines and fervent beliefs, some thing will come along and redraw your map, split your thoughts along their core and spin you round so hard you land squarely, unceremoniously on your ass. And from there – you have a new view.