When people say

‘the world is a dangerous place’

or

‘what the world needs right now…’

or

‘I want to change the world’

or

‘the world is a mess’,

we mostly tend to agree, or disagree.

And then we take it from there.

But do we ever stop to consider what it even means, ‘the world’?

What does it refer to?

Is your world the same as my world (answer: nope)?

Is the world you experience in the morning, the same as the one you are a part of in the evening, or the next day?

How can the world collapse?

How can something put your world upside down?

Where does the world end?

Oh, and, uh, where does it begin?

And how can we use a single word for countless different experiences?

Maybe I’m making this needlessly complicated.

But that’s what’s going on, in my world.

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