Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Is it? Among others on my phone are these shots, obviously taken in a moment of feeling beautiful. Something I've seen.... for sure. Just what was it?
None of the photos could have been shared in any other situation other than putting #atws all in one post.
Pretty soon the eye gets used to everything. Soon we stop noticing the beautiful, which becomes habitual, ordinary, boring, or proper - as it should be. But no... being in the familiar, we forget the existence of the other. The devaluing of what you have comes soon enough when you have a price in your mind. Does this apply to everything? Very likely...
If you love, it's for something. That's the exact wording, "for something." I'm closer to Peter and like him for something. I love it for something. City, car, phone, laptop, sneakers or mangoes. Anything for anything - nothing specific that has a specific property, characteristic - price.
You can only notice and appreciate (not from the word price) something/someone who touches you from the inside... something.