Every time a loud motorcycle, scooter, or fat bike speeds past me too closely, I feel annoyed, convinced the drivers enjoy startling people. But just a few days ago, a man drove by on a scooter, whooping as he passed. Once again I was startled. Initially, I felt my usual irritation. Yet, I caught myself … Continue reading The Art of Seeing Things Differently.
The Art of Seeing Things Differently.
