This isn't a story. This isn't a silly blog. This is in fact nothing.


Misjudgement is a hope that thinks aren't as you see them to be. You tell yourself your original decision was flawed and the perspective you see now is correct. It's a lie, but you know it. Why do you insist that things are a way which they are not? Cowardice. I'll admit, it's an overused movie line, but "You can't handle the truth" describes what you feel. You want something to be disproved so badly that you manage to see a trash bin as a red mailbox. In the end though, you can't pay your bills and that red mailbox is how you wish your life was; safe, secure, going somewhere.


Is misjudgement worthy? Perhaps. Another condition of misjudgement would be that letting yourself believe a false reality saved someone, or better yet, you. For example, you see a man with rags while walking down the alley. Instead of assuming he's a drug addict and violent, you instead think of him as a man down on his luck. You give him all the money your wallet, stopping his plan of stabbing you in the gut and taking your wallet anyway.


Most people perceive and interpret misjudgement as one thing: human error. Enter the artistic license. 1+1=10 isn't wrong, you have to perceive it in base 2. The iPhone 4 wasn't a mistake, you're just holding it wrong.

No. 1+1=10 is incorrect unless you provide a subscript 2. The iPhone 4 was just fail. That's all.


So imagine a drawing of a young dragon. However, that young dragon also has a tear in its wing. Of course, that concludes that the young dragon has already been in violent quarrels. You still imagine that young dragon as happy?



Misjudgement, bitches.