Because of past traumas, delusions and being called perfect by someone. I believed I was aiming for perfection. I never believed I was perfect. I always made excuses when I made mistakes. It was deluded thinking though. Now I realize how far from perfect I really am. And I like it that way.
“A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you . . . Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question . . . Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t it is of no use.”
― Carlos Castaneda
How’s Don Juan cropping up? He must be jumping tall buildings by now.
Haha he’s doing good. Air conditioning was out and he was bothering me probably because I was irritated from being so sweaty and uncomfortable. But overall he’s doing well.
You may not be perfect, but you are AWESOME.
It’s been much cooler here out West the past couple of days. I’m liking it.
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