There is a darkness in my life that seems to grow each day. It's not necessarily a bad thing but it has become present enough that it is a thing to be acknowledged.
Where before I saw light and colour in everyone and everything, there seems to be a shadow across that once bright land.
It's a type of maturation. Losing that gullibility. Throwing away the naive belief that every person is good and means well. Instead, most people are good but will look after themselves before others. To know this is not disappointing. It's more of a relief than anything else. Like arming yourself with an umbrella against a storm. You may still get wet but not drenched to death.
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