There was a time, for example, I thought 'true' love could only ever happen once. And once-upon-a-time I fell in love. And then a few years later, I fell in 'love' again. And I realized that feelings have no boundaries, and most of the time they make no sense. They just 'are', and those of us who are smart realize that and learn to deal with it. Or then was a time when I looked down upon upon people with a penchant for addictive vices because I was convinced that they were somehow 'weaker' than us strong, resistant types. I still resist most addictive substances, but not because I think I'm better than those who don't, but because I suspect I'm not nearly as strong as I once thought I was. I'm afraid, that if i indulge, I may not be able to stop - so I figure it's better not to begin at all.
And what I wonder now is, why do people out there seem to be so comfortable with moral imperatives? How does age make 'you' more qualified to judge others, and me less? How does experience make your grays fade away into black and white? What sort of life do you lead where you can see everything clearly for right and wrong? And what is the difference, between my life and yours? My point is, there are no guarantees and no simple strategies to live life, to make decisions and to know whats right and whats wrong. The older I get, the only thing I get certain of is that there are no certainties, and often - they grays are the safest place to be.