We say we want the truth. But notice how often we reach for the answer that feels best, the interpretation that flatters us, the explanation that lets us keep doing what we were already doing. We confuse what we wish were true with what actually is.

Camus draws a hard line. The search for truth and the search for comfort are not the same journey. Sometimes they run parallel for a while, and we mistake one for the other. But eventually they diverge, and we must choose. Do we follow what is real, even when it unsettles us? Or do we turn toward what is pleasant and call it truth because it soothes?

This is not a call to seek out suffering or to distrust anything that feels good. Some truths are wonderful. But the test of our honesty comes when they are not. When the diagnosis is bad. When the relationship is failing. When our cherished beliefs crack under examination. In those moments, the temptation to look away, to reframe, to soften, becomes almost unbearable.

Lucidity means staying with what is, not what we prefer. It means letting reality instruct us rather than demanding that reality conform to our hopes.

Today, notice where you have been choosing the desirable over the true. What would change if you stopped?