This is a pretty clever and humbling question really.
How many times have we had basically the same sorts of problems in our relationships and situations—consistently so—and beyond our frustration, wanted to grasp our heads and scream?
I’m laughing as I consider the above the truth; afresh, I see what anyone can see. You know where it’s heading.
We tend to naturally wonder what is going on, on an ‘unlucky’ day—bamboozled by others’ arrogance, ignorance and lack of politeness—when we could just as easily reduce such analyses to what we’re doing (or not doing) in the interactions.
Is it really the rest of the world at fault when my own thinking is stinking?
© 2010 S. J. Wickham.