Story in 1 chapter

2 people are walking on a little route in the midle of the beautiful countryside.

They’re sharing there views on the landscape.

One of them is telling how beatiful it is and how lucky they are to be in such a beautiful environment.

The other one, tired of listening to those comments starts talking and says: « You’re such an optimist. You’re an idealist. It’s all gray and dusty, there’s almost no life. How can you tell me that it is beautiful? »

Moral of this story: The second person is looking down on the walkway and the other one is looking up and enjoys the landscape.

Question: Would it be possible that in fact realists and optimists are not looking or not seing the same things?

Little story from an optimist very interested in the realists…

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