(WordPress’s AI generated this image of a fuzzy monster in a field of flowers and I kind of love it)
We’ll finish out the week with the Exciting Conclusion to “The Day the Universe Stood Iffy,” which feels fitting to me somehow. It’s another gray one, humid, and I think it’s going to rain again.
We had thunder and lightning yesterday.
I’m thinking today about the thin line between being thoughtful and being callous, and how little effort it takes for the former, and sometimes how much more effort it takes for the latter.
We are strange creatures, we humans.
Or maybe I’ve just never learned how to be properly selfish, maybe I am the one who is strange, as I am often the one who is strange, and maybe I consider the comfort and feelings of others too much. Which is also certainly possible.
I’m a strange creature, even among humans.
No need to go into detail, as the general applies to so many more people than just weird old me, but if someone has an issue that has to be addressed to comfortably go somewhere, whether that issue is related to food, accommodation, noise, what have you, shifting that into an inconvenience is one of those callous things. It’s already inconvenient for the person who has to deal with it.
People without the array of problems randomly assigned to people without our input or permission often seem to think we have them to demand special treatment, to get attention, to make ourselves interesting or difficult. They rarely consider having to ask the same questions, time and time again, and rely upon the answers; only that single time that question is asked of them.
So my wisdom for the day is this: if you are the person someone must ask, make it easy to do so. If you already know, even better, plan for it.
Again, I’m not being specific because there are so many different situations to which this could apply. But a few seconds of being thoughtful over callous can change the tone of everything.
Have a great Wednesday.
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