In our human limitedness, in our small perception of the universe, in our egos, our denial, our own wounds- we all fall short of perfection. Perfection, after all, is a myth.
Do you ever wonder if the world would be a better place if run by baby chinchillas, unicorns, kittens or goats?
We sat across from one another, ordered appetizers to share, and just started talking.
Renee Dubeau 