Reality v. Image
I was wiping down my kitchen countertop the other day and for a half-second there I had a lazy thought, “If it looks clean, it must be clean.”
I hadn’t soaped it, I was just kind of washing down the crusted fragments of raw turkey that had landed there while prepping some burgers. I got the soap and sponge out and cleaned it fully off.
The reality of cleanliness remained entacted.
These sort of scenarios translate themselves very often into everyday life: at times we...