Maybe one day I’ll finally embrace the existence of my own Heart like Rust instead of deny or despise it.  It always seems like the thing I despise the most about myself is the thing I lack:  perfection.

"I'm not perfect, nobody's perfect" is the reality that so often haunts my brain and fights against my inner peace and resolve.  But I'm learning that imperfection is actually what makes us all original and beneficial to one another.  Where one person is weak, another is strong and therefore the purpose of our present reality is born.  We can't live life alone.  In fact, we need each other.  The reality of our "neediness"  actually helps to make sense of our imperfection.  In this,  somehow,  there lies a beautiful reason for my Heart like Rust.


Heart Like Rust
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