There is no perfect life
sitting out there
like pieces to a puzzle waiting to be collected.
We are all individual, imperfect pieces
that will never perfectly fit with anyone else
or anything else
or anywhere else.
We shouldn’t be searching for exact matches.
We should just be searching for similar edges.
Similar colors on our surfaces.
Similar sides that feel good when next to each other.
How beautiful a picture we can create
when we are all holding each other close
like clouds in a sunset
all different shapes
colors
completely new everyday
always changing
but always the most beautiful thing in the world.
