As we live our lives, often we must decide what is wrong and what is right. Often as I try to label and compartmentalize I find myself suspended in midair in the gray.
   When I go to strip clubs and I try to enjoy myself, I take in all the intense sexuality. I find myself wondering is this right or is this wrong? It's definite defeat of a patriarchal society in which these women are free to make commerce as they please, owing no one but the owner of the joint. But is it really right that this is the only way to make the hundreds of dollars a night? Again, I find myself suspended in midair, my eyesight affixed upon this beautiful body gliding down a pole suspended in midair in the gray.
   When I think about the world and all the tragedy that comes from every sight we see, the news giving us news about how we're all incomplete and the only remedy is to buy their next big thing and how we all must pay attention to the gas that fills our tanks. But the gas really is destroying our environment, not in itself but in its misuse. And in everything we're sold we're all a part of this abuse. It's a never ending cycle but what are we really to do? Once again, we all have found ourselves suspended in midair; we can't seem to escape from the gray.