“Hintay ka lang, it will come in the right time!!”

This entry is going to be short, but the whole concept of perfection has been bugging me for a long time already.

I get really annoyed at people who wait for everything to happen at the "perfect" time. --- “Hintay ka lang, it will come in the right time!!” --- I mean, to an extent that's fine, but when you start delaying everything indefinitely just waiting for this mythical time of perfectness, you miss out on a whole lot of stuff that you could have had in the meantime.

Life is going on while you wait for your little "perfect" time, it's not going to stop for you to lollygag your "perfect" little way along your "perfect" little road waiting for your "perfect" little moments to smack you upside the face.

There comes a point where life's going to say "The hell with it" and move on.

There's always going to be a more perfect time for something to happen. You have to accept that as a given and work with what the world hands your way. It may not be "perfect", but isn't something slightly less than perfect better than nothing at all?

Why do things need to start "perfect", anyway? Why can't they build to "perfect"? What happens if you get to that "perfect" moment and the newness of it causes something to happen which spoils the "perfect"ness of it? You just had your one "perfect" moment, and you blew it.

Now what?

Perfect is what you make it.

Perfect doesn't come to you, you must find it.