Good, bad, white, black. Is life really like this? If it's not good, is it bad? If it's not bad, is it good? In the dead of night I wondered this and more. I'm good? I'm bad? Does it depend on my actions or who I really am? I thought about what I learned with them, the different ways of seeing life. They said that not everything was black and white, but that there was an infinity of shades of gray, that each person had their way of seeing good and evil, that everyone has their own judgment about others and about themselves.
That life is not as simple as everyone says it is.