You learn something new from everything.
From reading the Bible (am at Numbers 7 now, and plodding on strong), I learn that God was quite an unfair bloke and he ostracised blind people or people with physical defects and he claimed the firstborns of all the Israelites and he smote anyone who did anything wrong and he had a strange penchant for burnt oxen/sheep and an inexplicable fixation with circumcision. This is severely constrasting his current PR image: Fluffy and Benevolent. (I like this one better)
From going to the gym I see that real men are trained, not born. It’s very interesting, I look around and see men with rippling biceps scrunching up their faces in a tight helpless moan amidst a difficult rep and they notice me and their faces shift abruptly to the side and change suddenly to a stolid, masculine one. Happened more than once. No condemnation, bros — we’re all self-conscious people here. Moan on.
From stalking people (and their photos) on Facebook I see that the most important person aren’t any of the ones in the photo, but the one outside it. Who is the person who appears only once every ten or so pictures? He/she is the photographer and it’s really interesting, isn’t it, he/she’s a part of the outing as well and maybe sometimes you don’t notice them but they’re very much there, and sometimes their there-ness is comforting in a very understated manner.
Am I talking sense?