I’m sure I see it clearly.

The dynamic.

The problem.

The path.

I trust my read.

I call it reality.

It’s a fragment.

The loop of filtering

for confirmation.

Only seeing the parts

that matched my story.

Missing what challenged it.

Ignoring what expanded it.

Like assuming

the tension in a room

is about me

without checking

what anyone else is feeling.

This loop has a pattern.

Perception mistaken for

perspective.

What helps me change

is remembering:

Reality isn’t what I notice.

It’s what’s happening

whether I notice

or not.

The more of it I’m willing to see,

the less I’m trapped

in preference.

The more I can respond

to what’s real.

I don’t need 100% of reality.

I need more than the part

that agrees with me.

I want the largest percentage

of reality I can handle.