The subjectivity of the human mind is something admirable. Not only as it changes from person to person, but as different reactions to the same things can happen in the very same mind.
The refreshing Zephyr and disheartening Haze can come from the same things. Not like different points of view, but the very same details that one time will attract me, the next time it would feel heavy like lead.
It’s so divided, and I could believe in both so easily that this doublethinking prevents me from being able to take a solid stance. You see, sometimes thinking of this blog makes me unhopeful, while other times I honestly believe it’s really something. How do I know what the real thing is?