A gentle breeze carries souls over pavement’s constant roar.
Foggy morning feeling whole, and we want for nothing more.
Society teaches us, that though we may desperately strive for perfection, it will never be realized, but maybe that’s because our perception of perfection is fundamentally flawed. We believe perfection is as obtainable as it is fleeting: just a moment or two here and there.
Blink too many times, and you’ll miss it. Cling to it for too long, and it will slip through your fingers.
Relish the perfect moments you have, and always be on the lookout for those to come.