Do people change, or simply change moods? Like changing clothes?
Does everyone have their breaking/boiling point? But we aren’t like water, with boiling point exactly the same. At any given temperature, some of us boil. Some simmer. Others … cool cucumbers. What tips us from calm to outrage, tips us back again? Mood, or aging? Engaging, or disengaging?
Depends, I suppose, whether we are the bears – or that stick, poking our bare spots, our vulnerability. What ticks one person off, what launches another to soar, what inspires hibernation and isolation – do we really know anymore? Did we ever know, really?
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk with Gusta: 13C/55F, clear and chilly – calm, warm jacket, Gusta in the mood for a light jog (or was that me?), the Magpies have gone somewhere else today, so it was quiet. Very quiet …