We live in a world without thought. A world of impulse and spur of the moment decisions. A world of unreasonable emotions, and poorly construed explanations. A world of hurt. That world defines our imperfections, and highlights our flaws. It tears us to bits, chews us up, and spits us out. It makes us ugly, and broken. But if one can just write a blog, and express a thought, and consider a decision. If he can recount a memory or a feeling. If he can exist in a world of his own. A world of happiness. Then he succeeds. After all,
Imperfection is Beauty, Madness is Genius, and it is better to be absolutely ridiculous, than absolutely boring. -- Marilyn Monroe
