Living up to the idea of perfection and beauty
"All the other gardens are so full of flowers. They’re so colorful, and I spend all these hours trying to make you as beautful as them but you refrain."
In a weird metaphorical way I feel as of I relate to this statement right now at this point of my life. Now I know you’re think “ugh greg is getting all mushy and feely” but I’m quite serious. I can’t even count how many occasions I’ve been told I’m “too eager” or people tell me to relax a bit. This past year I had quite a bit of change happen and I listened to other people, I let them get to me. Whether it’s work, social, academics, and in many other ways. But they couldn’t have been more wrong, well in my opinion and experience. I was happy the way I was, and I will never change like that again. I don’t need a perfect “goal” that other people have in mind. I’m fine the way I am. Maybe I’m just babling right now, but this moment, I want to do that.