During the day, the newly restored 300-year-old village I’m currently staying at oozes a feeling of calm, serenity, and escape from the modern world.
But as night envelopes the village and the sun’s warmth gets taken over by a cold evening breeze – the mood changes. The narrow schist streets and moss-covered rocks newly wrapped in long dark shadows feel more creepy than comforting.
No matter how much my conscious mind understands that I’m still in the same place, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I had landed in a horror film.
Although we like to believe that we are rational creatures, we are anything but. Our biases to a single moment or environment change the stories we live and experience.
Whenever possible, it’s helpful to revisit the same narratives at different times to gain perspective on what is actually true.