BLACK AND WHITE

Monday, August 2, 2011.  Thousands of miles away and the familiar is there.  Color and absence, the carving away to expose what lies beneath, the disaffection of youth.  No sorrow, no joy, just the question about where am I, who am I?  Did I see a reflection, did I see something that questioned my training, did I realize that I haven't been told the entirety of the situation?  Youth  matures into knowledge.