As it happens, my life is revolving around a lot of things related to France right now. It is not dissimilar to the feeling you get when you finally buy a car and then you keep seeing the same car everywhere you look. I have always wondered why that was. It is entirely possible that our brain finally acknowledges their presence because we have established and associated some sort of value to them.
It is interesting how we as humans are constantly fighting to be a part of something, to belong to something, while simultaneously trying to expound on the idea that we are different from everyone else. I don’t see the problem with that though. I think those two notions could go hand in hand and they just happen to appease to two different sides of us. We have a hard time justifying and chasing goals that are inherently so contradictable. That does not mean they are not valid though. On the contrary.
You know what is worse than fear? Despair. I am in love with idea of my morals and ethics. I just need to start believing in them.
I believe in them now.