You shouldn’t – and can’t – blame people for the way they experience the world.
There are many more times. And there are many more skins and coats. You discard these as the years go by and they grow steadily in your closet until it is overflowing with fur and camouflage and leather.
Nowadays, I look all around myself. There are vouchers for couple getaway retreats, films about finding love in unfamiliar places, songs on the radio about an entity no one can really define.