Flags and ideas

Sometimes I think of life as a bartering system. You pick and choose what you want, but nothing is free... you trade one set of experiences for the loss of a different set.

I have traded grad school, or a job in LA or NY, or being a bum at my parent's house... and many other sets of possibilities for this. I have lost some things, but I have gained others. So I have something others don't and others have what I do not. Such is life.

I wonder if what you can see in the sky every single night is the reason the RMI flag is blue, white and orange?