Okay, so I'm not perfect, right? Oh, how I love my crazy days. Those events when my not so perfected self shows up. What a blast!! I've lived most of my life chasing after some sort of value that hovers between greatness and perfection.
Well, it's not going to happen. The best moments of my life are truly those moments when I fall completely on my blond head. Where the real blond me shows up and just throws caution to the wind.
There are those people out there in wonderful land that just shake their heads at me as if what I really am, is well, just too out there for them.
I've figured out that understanding who I am and how I fit into the bizarre world isn't anything like I thought it would be. Somehow I just turned out to be stranger than strange, and for a lot of folks that is the definition of imperfection.
For the most part, I can live with that. I can't say that my life is so strange that I don't understand how to fit into this weird world that I call my life.
If being me and imperfect is exactly who I define myself as being, then I say just go with what you have and let the universe and God work out the rest.
After all, if I find that perfect someone to hang out with, I'll give you call. Then we all can play together on that perfect merry go round you call a life. Till then, I'm the crazy blond in the corner of this universe just having a blast !!
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