It’s wild to me how much of who we are is beyond our control, and has nothing to do with choice. So much so that we recategorize the specifics of our lives as the things that makes us who we are.

But they aren’t.

I am not a fan of a team, a person who likes a certain thing, etc etc etc. These are not immutable things, and we are not carved from stone.

Choices that become the customization of our personality and perspective are the result of a context we had no bearing on when we arrived.

We like to think of ourselves as somehow immune to the same trappings of context and subjectivity that govern the rest of these humans walking around this planet. These specifics, how the snowball amasses, is up to us. Push it a slightly different way and the next batch of snow that makes the ball bigger is a whole new reality.

No matter how much we attach ourselves to these choices, these cosmetic preferences, there’s value in remembering that flip flopping is just a stupid term written by political strategists.

If we look beyond the surface, beyond these simple choices of little real importance, we could probably come together a lot more.