You pick up rose-colored glasses. Looking through them, the world appears rosier, pink…perhaps happier. A weight is lifted off your shoulders. Clarity, perhaps. Life…is better.

Yet the world hasn’t changed at all. The bus still costs $2 to ride. Your latte will still be made the same way. The homeless man at the corner will yell the same obscenity. And your mom will still call you at the most inopportune times.

And yet is it the same?

There are moments where I sit staring at the same words, same images. I am thinking—then I have a realization…a great moment of clarity. Oh yes. Subtlety, my behavior changes, but the world continues as it always has.