Limited

“If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed to the world turned out to be a mask…with nothing beneath it?” -Jodi Picoult


Maybe perfect doesn't exist at all. Perhaps it is just like infinity: a mere theory, never proven, never reached, but still idealized by many who can only wish to explore its expansive possibilities. It acts more as a safety net to fall back on when the unexplainable occurs. It is beyond anyone's grasp of comprehension or potential. We were never meant to reach it.