Does it really matter?
Do you ever ask yourself this question when you're doing small things, such as stopping at pedestrian crossings to let someone cross, taking the time to separate waste, or saying sorry to someone?
I do.
Not always, but I do.
Does it really matter?
Does it make any difference at all if I respect the environment while a large part of the world is polluting everything?
What's the point of walking away from a small fight when the world is on fire?
I am only one person in a world of 8 billion people.
A grain of sand on the beach.
A drop in the ocean.
And yet, it matters.
I don't know how, where or when.
I can't explain it using logic.
But I can feel it in every cell of my body.
Yes, it matters.
I just realised that this is a recurring theme in my daily apples. It felt good to read these old posts of mine.