Something to Someone
We think that we are one person…it’s just me. But to everyone who knows us, we are another person…to them. Maybe we’re all of them, maybe none. Maybe one.
We think that we are one person…it’s just me. But to everyone who knows us, we are another person…to them. Maybe we’re all of them, maybe none. Maybe one.
What would it say about you, if you could not be offended, no matter what anyone said; if you remained calm in the face of any storm, and you simply attempted quiet adaptation to any situation? What then, does it say about our culture when we are offended at the slightest suggestion that differs from our own, that we are so enraged at what someone did that we have to verbally attack them via an innocuous bird chirp, and that,…
Habits developed through intentional repetition put us on autopilot, almost instinctively reaching to repeat the pattern when prompted. This can work for you, or against you…