flaws

people are not perfect. sometimes you have the good fortune to identify and see very clearly other people's flaws - the things they need to work on. I've noticed "flaws" about people I meet and friends of mine. Sometimes I would be irritated by them or want to tell them so they could work on them. But recently I had an epiphany. I don't care. Those flaws do not effect me. I can like them or love them or hate them or be irritated by them regardless of the "flaw". That flaw is not part of who they are and yet is a part of them. I'm not sure I have explained this completely or well... but it's something I've been thinking about, seeing and feeling.

Who wants to always be in balance? always perfect. Life is a fluctuation of cycles of hormones, seasons,
emotions, colors vying for attention.

anyway, what do you think?