One variable

November 23,2025,Sunday night,5:20pm,pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point, California, USA. I took the dog for a walk this afternoon. The sun was beginning to set and there was a slight chill in the air which necessitated a choice; wear a sweatshirt or walk in my short sleeved t-shirt. Recalling past walks I hypothesized being cold the first leg of the excursion but appreciating having less layers on the latter half of the walk. Sure enough, I was correct. The first part of the walk was cold, which had me wishing for the wind to die down and the sun to peek through. What struck me as ironic is usually I hope for the exact opposite; I usually long for shade and breeze rather than direct sunlight and calm atmosphere. That got me pondering a philosophical observation; one different variable can instantly change perspectives drastically. How many things do I hold as absolute truths that if my perspective tweaked, even slightly, would forever alter my perception and desire?