"Everything we learn, we learn from someone who is imperfect."
Perfect and imperfect are two words I struggle with.
Who decides?
Who gets to call which falls under which definition?
Perhaps, that's where maturity and wisdom come in.
You get to decide. I get to decide.
And in my book, the answers are decidedly different
from what I picked up from the world around me along the way.
I'm having to undo a lot of programming in this area.
I've been a blank and hungry slate for those
wanting to sell me something a good portion of my life.
There's a sense of lush freedom braided with pure terror
as the unraveling commences and
and the slate recalibrates.
kastilwell
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