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The Black and The White.

Right now, right this very moment, many of the things I believed were white I see now as black.? In turn, many of the things I saw as black, I now realize are white.

It's a very confusing time filled with doubt and strong emotions.

Like getting kicked out at 17 years old, I find myself facing the cold wind alone.

Then, D. comes to hold my hand.? Rose slips her fuzzy head under my hand for a pet.

And I'm not alone in the wind anymore.

Just confused.

If black is white and white is black, why does everything feel so gray?