Normal is weird.

I've spent the past few weeks visiting countries on the opposite side of the planet. The US, Peru, and Mexico, to be specific. And it feels nice, as expected. I've noticed that as I spend more time in a place, I subconsciously adjust to what is 'normal' in that place. The food. The weather. The cultural norms. The common pleasantries. Even the direction of traffic.

I'm aware that returning home in a few weeks will mean a recalibration of what I consider normal. A reversion to old habits. When it's done, what feels normal to me today will go back to being weird.

That got me thinking – everything that is weird is normal somewhere. And everything that is normal is weird somewhere. And this doesn't just apply to cultures or geographies, but to personal idiosyncrasies as well.

If physically traveling to a weird country results in a normalisation of its culture, empathising with a person, i.e. mentally traveling to their state of mind, will normalise their individual weirdness.