Saturday, 9 April 2016
Thought for the day: this isn't what I expected
I always thought, as time passed by, that I'd become more world-weary and cynical. Strangely, the opposite seems to have happened. I sometimes feel frustrated; I occasionally feel anger towards someone or something; I might feel a great sadness about the state of the world. I clearly have the capacity to feel those things. What I feel less and less, however, is hatred. I truly believe that people are fundamentally good, though sometimes misguided. With that in mind, how am I supposed to feel hatred towards them?