I wrote this text on the 8th of October, 2023. It was a day when I was walking and doing street photography.
It was pretty cold. The temperature outside was 12 degrees Celsius (53.6 degrees Fahrenheit). Still, it was very windy. That’s why the perceived temperature was lower. I was walking in summer clothes. I was even wearing summer sandals. I’ve never walked in sandals while 12 degrees Celsius outside. When I was walking, I wondered what the temperature threshold would be for walking in sandals. Of course, some people stared at me in disbelief. I saw in their eyes they could understand how it was possible to walk in summer clothes in such cold temperatures. Some of them were smiling.
Others watched at me with disgrace. Perhaps they thought about many strange things.
Did I worry about it? Of course not. It was a moment when I realized (not the first time in my life) that other people’s thoughts could not harm me. Undoubtedly, if someone attacked me physically (like Russian orcs invaded Ukraine or Palestinians attacked Israel yesterday, on the 7th of October, 2023) and if my head hit the pavement, I probably could never get up. I could simply die or become retarded until my life’s end. The physical attack can harm me. Verbal attacks or other human thoughts cannot hurt me anyhow. These were my insights while walking and doing street photography.
Did I feel cold? No. I felt tremendous joy.
I am delighted that the cold fall and winter are coming. I plan to walk as often as possible. I will do it for my health and well-being. While walking, I also asked myself whether I got crazy or perhaps other people got crazy by avoiding coldness and sheltering from it as much as possible. I do not know the ultimate answer to this question. Maybe it is me who is crazy. Even if yes, I do not care about it on the same level as I do not care about other people’s thoughts. I felt a sense of peace and tranquility, knowing that I am at peace with my choices and not affected by others’ opinions.
