Isn’t it wondrous how we all perceive the world in a different light, how each of our minds are so intricate and rare that we could all read the same story and imagine things looking completely different? It inspires me to think that we all interpret the world differently… It also brings up the question of right and wrong. People find morality to be just as subjective as a watercolor painting or a book of poetry… I feel as if people are becoming meaner, harsher and less concerned with truth and love and more involved in following their own unique set of desires. There is beauty and strife in humanity. With individuality comes the ability to destroy as well as create. I’m constantly overwhelmed by it.