Saturday, January 31, 2009
The Perception of Volume
It is gray
What is?, she asks
Life is gray?
Yes, I reply
What makes gray?, she asks
Gray is composed of white and black
(I stare at her blankly)
White is clean, good, hopeful, pure, she offers
White is sterile and bleak, I counter
The glass is half full, says she
(I roll my eyes upward)
Look, she says, losing patience with me
You need opposites to survive
Good and bad
Yin and yang
Black and white
Life is bad, yes
Life is also good
Life is what you make it at any given moment
I am in no mood for this, say I
You want me to let you be miserable?, she asks
YES, yes I want to be miserable....I AM miserable!
She nods and begins to walk away
I want to call her back but....
I look down at the glass in my hand and....
It is definitely half empty.