about trust.
I look at the drops on this flower and trust they’re water.
Truth changes. Water evaporates. Other clear liquids last longer in camera lights.
With the water, I would see it, feel it — I’d recognize water without thinking.
If it wasn’t water, it would feel and react wrong, suspect, inauthentic.
It’s the same with people.
Trustworthy people, I recognize without thinking.
The ones I don’t trust feel and react wrong, suspect, inauthentic.
Trust can be bravery, instinct, learned experience, or blind stupidity.
How do you decide who is trustworthy?
