Last week, I was walking down a familiar street with a friend. I had walked down the street countless times, but this time was different: I was walking on the other side. The other side has narrower pavements, or at least that was my assessment. We were walking, as the sun started to imbue a purple and pink haze in the sky, and I looked up to notice the street from a different perspective. There are a few beautiful buildings on the street, but I had not seen them from the perspective I had that night.
The familiar became novel by walking on the other side of the street.
Also last week, I was having a conversation with a colleague about how I usually feel quite tired after long social in-person interactions. I can stay up late engaged in a discussion, but it seems like others have more energy. The colleague then replied that spending a lot of time on a computer -- writing, coding, etc. -- would tire other people out after a similar period of time, too. This gave me an entirely different perspective on the matter. I was curious, uplifted; there is a spectrum between introvert and extrovert. I think I lie somewhere in the middle, what one may call an "ambivert."