As I stood at the foot of that mountain – known as The Brocken or Brocksberg – I wondered whether I was doing the right thing. Trouble was; at that moment, right and wrong were a little blurred.
I could see the mountain soaring up before me, seemingly looking down and laughing – silently mocking me.
“It’s alright for you,” I said, even though I knew it neither heard nor cared.
The thing is; right and wrong are concepts that tend to change depending upon which side of the equation you’re on. What’s right for one needn’t be right for another and what appears to be wrong might actually be right…
Sometimes, there is neither ‘right’ nor ‘wrong’. Sometimes, it’s just what is and what isn’t.
Then of course there’s the downright weird…
