I have found that life, is what it is.
This is just a simple statement, but the spaces between the words are filled with a lifetime of experiences, a lifetime of moments to love and of moments to hate but in much greater proportions filled with moments that end up being ‘white noise’.
It is those moments of ambiguity that may very well form who we are at a deeper level than the acute moments of clear reaction and experience. It is not in the moments when my actions were clearly laid out for me by the situation forced upon me and by my moral compass that have changed me so much as the moments, that in reflection, I was given absolute control over what, where and how I lived in those moments. Continue reading “My Life As An Onion (Or Not)”