No, but seriously, what does perfection even mean? Based off the definition of the word, it seems to me that perfection is relative. Perfection is just a concept; an ideal notion. Perfection exists…in our minds and that’s the way it should be. We each have an idea of our ideal selves and that is what we strive for. The point isn’t to become “perfect”, but to constantly improve ourselves.
Regardless of how much you think and over analyze everything, always be decisive. Better to make a decision and be wrong, than to do nothing.
In the three years I’ve been attending college, my favorite has been my English Lit professor. I’m not in love with English, but god damn she made me feel like I could just read poems all day and analyze the shit out of them. Much love Professor Silva.
I’ve been asking myself this question since the first time I intentionally told a lie; am I a good person?
More recently I’ve been asking myself this: What does that even mean?
I really like this. People tend to categorize things into black and white. More often than not there is no in between. Good vs. Bad. Right vs. Wrong. I specifically remember having a conversation with an old classmate (Phoebe ;) )about this exact topic. Always ask “why?” and rather than focus on just the black and white, realize there is a whole spectrum in between.