As a teenager/young person, we are often consumed by idealistic ideologies that the world is a "happy" place, with an abundance of like-minded people and great opportunity.
When he (Rob) becomes an adult and experiences more (say, a heart-break, loss of loved one, a failed dream), he is shattered by a dismal realism that hits him like a storm. He is left doubting all things he once held close, like love, innocence, and religion perhaps? Given his new, dark outlook on life, he finds himself reminiscent of a simpler time, and disappointed at what he's become after having such wonderful (but now estranged) dreams of leading an optimistic life.
What once was color looks gray, and what once was living seems to be withering.
As a teenager/young person, we are often consumed by idealistic ideologies that the world is a "happy" place, with an abundance of like-minded people and great opportunity.
When he (Rob) becomes an adult and experiences more (say, a heart-break, loss of loved one, a failed dream), he is shattered by a dismal realism that hits him like a storm. He is left doubting all things he once held close, like love, innocence, and religion perhaps? Given his new, dark outlook on life, he finds himself reminiscent of a simpler time, and disappointed at what he's become after having such wonderful (but now estranged) dreams of leading an optimistic life.
What once was color looks gray, and what once was living seems to be withering.