Is there always a catch? Must there always be a glitch in the system, some fault or imperfection to everything in life? Can perfect ever really exist or is it all just smoke and mirrors.
When you think of perfect you might envisage the last holiday you took, your child’s smiling face or even an intimate moment with someone special. But think for a second, how many gruelling hours were clocked at work to pay for the holiday? What about the screaming labour which brought that beautiful face into your life, or what happens to the vision when that smiling face turns into a rebelling frowning teenager, did that intimate moment just happen or did it take unlimited scrutiny over words passed, interpretation of body language and self-confidence to get to that place.
These are all much lighter arguments then most but what it all boils down to is worth. Does the worth of the thing itself outweigh the flaws attached or do you just have to face up to the facts that sometimes your idea of perfection isn’t worth what you are paying?
So I’m coming to the conclusion that nothing is free. Everything has a cost. My own personal cost is much like Cinderella and that I lose control of my whereabouts or strong relationships with my parents and instead am caught in a very real and unpleasant tug of war between future and past... However the fight remains very much in the present. So I decided something without ever really consciously thinking it over. What I want is worth much more than the cost, so I’m ready to pay as long as I can find the right currency. Another life lesson this whole see-saw has brought me? Never pay a cost that’s higher than the worth. Sounds simple written down but apply it to the real world and insane situations become a little clearer. I will never sell myself short, even if at the moment I’m selling out... I’d sell out again and again for someone, even if I must resort to (outside the box) stealing.
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