Why is it some days we feel the overwhelming need to push everyone away, be a nasty person and shun society?
Why is it other days we can almost pretend nothing we said or acted upon the previous day, ever happened at all?
A strange dynamic, indeed.
Would it be peculiar to witness a society that was contantly in one state or another?
I suppose we’d never notice if anything was out of the ordinary.
Being human requires a certain mixture of all variants of the afformentioned- we just haven’t figured out the right balance.