Sweet Dreams Gemini

We humans tend to believe the future can be sterilized, wiped clean like a kitchen counter at midnight, bleach still stinging the nose.This is an understandable mistake, and one we make with great enthusiasm. Scrubbing our goals until they shine, polishing our ambitions until they reflect nothing human back at us. Removing every visible flaw under the noble pretense of "balance." Anything less than ideal? Dismissed as unnecessary clutter. Anything messy? Quietly escorted out of the room.We tend to call this discipline, defining such belief under "wisdom." >Perfection, as it turns out, is not a stable structure. It behaves more like a poorly balanced tower, impressive from a distance, but prone to collapsing the moment we try to live inside it; >We want the life we imagine, but recoil from the imperfect steps required to reach it. Therefore, our results concluding not in progress, but rather in orbit.I spent a long time orbiting, dreaming diligently of arrival while quietly neglecting the soiled, inconvenient present. >Wishing you a pleasant read. Please contact me with your reflections, thoughts, relations, or notes. It warms an authors heart to hear from her magnanimous readers. (contact information in the book) With much love and a deeper understanding than you know, Natalie Zhirnova