A person who is rather extreme. Either a yes or a no. There are barely maybes when it comes to choices. I always tell others, being indecisive can literally kill a person.
It’s like doing a multiple choice question on the exams. If you know the answer, freaking choose it and move on. But that is the easy part.
If you do not know the answer to the question, but the choices are already laid out to you, freaking choose one that is the most logical to you and move on. You might get it right.
If you do not choose any, then it’s certain doom.
In life, the difference of a second could decide the fate of another person. Just that very existence of probability is worth a consideration.
Keeping this in mind, and practising as if it’s a religion, I unconciously became “a very extreme person”.
Some actually believe one can have no grey areas and, as though caringly try to convince me grey areas are important. Idiocity is them when to them it’s me.
Of course there are grey areas in life or everyone would be speaking in binaries. But I hate the fact that they are trying to preach me something of which I consider is common knowledge. Or is there any?
Within my own context, I decide when grey areas apply. So the world revolves around me. Not more or less the way it revolves around them.
I just hope that the wires to decide on grey areas does not disconnect from my brains as greys are much less used. Perhaps in an attempt to be reminded, that is my favourite colour.
Ironically in pictures, it is much more definitive than black and white.