Nature has a way of reminding you about the grace that comes with imperfection. A timeline that flows without looking back. No means of erasing only compounding in mass. We look at a rose in all its glory and we see perfection yet if you take a closer look the rose is ever evolving, growing, and changing state. A blemish on a petal is but a reminder that the cycle will be repeated once again but the beauty shared in even existing at all is something we all can relate to. Blemishes heal and scabs fall off eventually, but to be consumed by the scars would ignore the fact that your mere existence is a statistical miracle. So when you see yourself with a few cracks, just let that be a reminder that you aren’t a finished product.