Point of View
There are so many times where – I realize that thing where we are all the heroes of our story. The person who cut you off in traffic… in their world, they had plenty of room and you’re just overreacting.
The guy who backed up and almost hit you, who says “I saw you!” well, obviously they didn’t because either you saw them first and got out of their way or well… they’re full of it.
We all have those moments. As I get older, I tend to be more concrete in things – I want to make sure the person knows how close they came to tragedy… except of course when it’s me.
Today’s Prompt: We are not omniscient, but what if we were?