If somebody tells me that the sky is green, and I believe it to be blue, I don’t need to argue with them, prove myself right by making them wrong, or call them names, I just walk away from that conversation with the newfound knowledge that to some people the sky looks green. That’s all. The blueness of my sky is not at all jeopardized by how green someone else perceives it to be.
Imagine how much easier life would be if we stopped fighting about every little thing. Loosen your grip, smile, it’s all okay. All of it.
- Timber Hawkeye
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