I get it. I get that life cannot be collateral. There is an absence of creativity and a plague of imitation. We spend more time comparing ourselves than cherishing ourselves. We base our value on what we can buy or what we look like.We lack real intimacy and wonder why nothing works? Its easy to forget that what we see is only skin deep and life is over in a blink of an eye. I get it, we aren’t perfect and we can’t choose to be something we will never be. We can however, choose to care and be happy with all our flaws and setbacks.