hatara
Sensual Vixen
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I am in a really weird mood. I have been for the last few days and this passage best describes it.
From:
The Art of Imperfection by Véronique Vienne
Don’t Be A Wise Guy
Paradoxically, the best time to learn from your mistakes is before they happen. When you set an appointment, knowing you are going to cancel it at the last minute. When you agree to do a job you are not qualified to do. When you take a second helping, though you promised yourself you wouldn’t.
Admit it: At that moment you know you are making the wrong move.
Ignoring your gut feelings, you go ahead.
Even if you fall flat on your face, you figure, you’ll pull yourself back together. It is your prerogative, as a human being, to be able to decide, against your best judgment, to do the wrong thing. One can never second-guess this mysterious urge to override all the evidence.
Like the erratic movements of the rotating arm of the dishwasher, miscalculations can make the machine more efficient. The same could be said of the unpredictable swirl of leaves in autumn, the random elegance of the clouds, or the imperfect symmetry of a beautiful face. Never underestimate what looks like a fumble.
Take a moment to wonder at the uniqueness of the mistakes you are about to make.
Feel the thrill as you buy that over-the-top, low-cut red dress.
Be outrageous—and slam the door.
As you do so, remind yourself that your recklessness is nothing but the expression of a cosmic urge to challenge the general tendency of things to ebb toward a lukewarm and boring equilibrium.
From:
The Art of Imperfection by Véronique Vienne
Don’t Be A Wise Guy
Paradoxically, the best time to learn from your mistakes is before they happen. When you set an appointment, knowing you are going to cancel it at the last minute. When you agree to do a job you are not qualified to do. When you take a second helping, though you promised yourself you wouldn’t.
Admit it: At that moment you know you are making the wrong move.
Ignoring your gut feelings, you go ahead.
Even if you fall flat on your face, you figure, you’ll pull yourself back together. It is your prerogative, as a human being, to be able to decide, against your best judgment, to do the wrong thing. One can never second-guess this mysterious urge to override all the evidence.
Like the erratic movements of the rotating arm of the dishwasher, miscalculations can make the machine more efficient. The same could be said of the unpredictable swirl of leaves in autumn, the random elegance of the clouds, or the imperfect symmetry of a beautiful face. Never underestimate what looks like a fumble.
Take a moment to wonder at the uniqueness of the mistakes you are about to make.
Feel the thrill as you buy that over-the-top, low-cut red dress.
Be outrageous—and slam the door.
As you do so, remind yourself that your recklessness is nothing but the expression of a cosmic urge to challenge the general tendency of things to ebb toward a lukewarm and boring equilibrium.
