Aug. 19th, 2005 01:25 am

I feel sick to my stomach, my face feels flush, and my heart hurts. Perhaps this wasn't the best night to do this... especially after I missed two doses of my meds. Cest la vie, the price we pay in the name of truth.

Though I have come to realize that there is no ultimate truth, no definitive right. (Except maybe in books and movies.) But no, life is construed in shades of grey. Is truth, then, perhaps nothing more than a manifestation of one of those shades somewhere between the proverbial black and white that is generally termed by the majority of people as "true", "correct" or "right(eous)"?