I`ve got to thinking about how many damned times I think of... only myself. This is most of the time, I`m sorry to say. Like right now... I`m... writing this and instant messaging... feeling sorry for... myself. I don`t know what this emptiness is that I`m feeling... but I`m guessing its lack of social involvement, lack of wanting... Lack of knowledge. Knowledge of the world. And then I come to think... of the problems and fears of myself and those close friends that I love, and I can`t help but look at us and wonder why we aren`t happy. Compared to the rest of the world, things are looking, not completely sunny, but at least moderately sunny for some of us. This is particularly true in my case. It is ignorance, ignorance and self involvement that makes my sky grey. My problems do not lie in that of others or the ways of the world at all, but in myself. And maybe if I open my eyes a little wider... take into consideration how very good I have it in this world, I might see that my sky is not grey at all... but a brilliant shade of blue. A pure and reassuring blue. It`s probably a dazzlingly innocent colour... innocent, yet not naïve, not naïve at all. I`m yet to see the colour, but I suppose this is the first step to achieving coloured vision.