I wish there was a way I could express life. Meaning I feel like I can’t describe these thoughts that I have. I know what it is!
Life is everything… it’s every word you could use to describe something.
Every adjective describes life.
It’s fast and slow.
It’s beautiful and ugly.
It’s wonderful and horrible.
Kind and unkind.
Blue and yellow.
Bright and dark.
Fair and unfair.
Perfect and imperfect.
It’s a paradox within itself.
Everything it is contradicts everything else it is!
Life is unexplainable, it’s…
Yet somehow, it is explainable.
In some remarkable way, its imperfection is what makes it perfect.