I’m on or off, black or white. Why do I think this? Because I never open my windows half way.
I was driving home tonight and it was too hot in the car. So I opened all the windows. Then it was too cold, so I closed all the windows. Then it was too hot again.
I do the same thing at home. Open all the windows all the way or none of the windows.
Ridiculous, I know, but I can’t convince myself to open one window, or open a window partially.
So now I wonder what other parts of my life are so black and white.