This is just perfect. Just perfect. You are perfect. Because you are you.
Mah mahmah mah mahmahmah.
Yes, perfection is all a matter of perspective. A matter of personal preference and so much more words starting with p.
We remember your first scar.
Haha, oh yeah, that’s what you meant with päh, haha, the whole pie making thing on April 7 in 2012. Hmm.. the horror.. no.. the memory! That you were a bit too close to that fire, roasting nuts for the apple pie you made us..
Mahmah. Maaah. Mäh..
But that’s not the scar we are referring to.
You don’t remember. But you were there. Only you were there. It was not even us who was there. But we know. Because you are here now. And because you are perfect.
It’s the scar of heaven. When heaven opened up and you fell out.
Maaahmah. Mäh. Mäh.
And because of that scar you are just perfect. In every perspective.