I am very consistent in how inconsistent I am. I’m all over the place.
At a young age I began to wonder why people lose their minds over the irrational things in life. The whole act of pointing out someone’s irrationality seemed both more subjective–and more frequent–than adults wanted to admit.
I even at one point considered that dividing actions into rational and irrational didn’t work for any human being, and especially not me. I told myself I would try to see beyond what fits into my worldview.
Not that I disagree with my younger self, but I have since tried to sound less self-important.