Imperfect – the only way of existence #SoulfulSunday

The paper is scattered with words. There is no pattern. Or is there a pattern that I miss to understand?  The blotched ink on the paper says that despite the effort sometimes things get messy. I hate seeing blotches like that on paper. It isn’t professional. It isn’t nice.  But I’m lying. I just want … More Imperfect – the only way of existence #SoulfulSunday