Once again, I am struck by how this world is such a complex, complicated place, where nothing is what is seems. It seems that you can think about how you are like and have an idealized image of yourself but when facing things that you never thought would happen to you or people around you, it forces you to re-evaluate yourself. And suddenly, you are just a small, small speck in the infinitesimal order of things. Suddenly, you are forced to admit that you are flawed, you are not ideal, you are not perfect. But that is the path to knowing oneself. And learning and growing. But, let there be simplicity of heart in my life; let me not grow so much that I lose this. Please.