27 December 2009

The thing about being young and senseless.

Her: What would I do without you?
Him: You'll never have to find out.

It isn't that hard to understand why I'm not bothered about the missing piece. The putting together of the puzzle was the main point, not obtaing a perfect picture. I don't really care if we ever find it. The tiny gap does not mar the delightfulness of our work.

Yet. What I would give, to be able to let go the little inadequacies. Is perfection too much to ask of you? What I would give, to be able to simply enjoy the ride for the ride. Let go of my standards once in awhile, and appreciate smaller things.



But you are so inadequate. So below my standards. So much smaller than the greatness I had in mind.

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