Does perfection ever really exist in any form? Do we ever really feel like the moment is perfect or that we are in the perfect place in life? Are we ever really perfectly ready to move on, to grow, to the take the next step?
Or do we accept that perfection will never truly exist and that situations, life, relationships will always have some element of unknown or uncertainty?
How can perfection actually exist? I mean what happens once it’s reached? You can’t remain stagnant; life is ever changing, ever moving. So don’t strive for perfection, strive for growth, for development, for progress.
Don’t expect things to be perfect, just make sure there’s potential; for love, for growth, for trust, for friendship, for a better future.
©️BijM01, June 2021
Normal is not real 