So I encountered something pretty serious in the last couple of days and while I would love to explain every single detail, I'm not. Let me just tell you what I learned and gained from this encounter.
I don't want a perfect life.
If everything in life was perfect, nothing would have to change and constants is what I fear.
I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning and feel like it was yesterday but it was really today.
I don't want to live a routine.
I'm looking forward to living the unknown
I have no idea what will happen tomorrow, or what I have a head of me.
I like knowing that tomorrow is filled with surprises
Perfect is overrated.