All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learned
They pass from man to man
If there were a dollar for all the times I grumbled about someone or something, I would have been a millionaire. It is my weakness and no matter how much I try, I can’t stop. My mother knows this, my friends know this, I know this. I am constantly drowning myself in the worst rather than cutting the world some slack.
What am I doing pointing out others’ flaws whilst being consumed by my own?
A friend recently pointed this out and said I should work on this. I don’t want to become my flaws. I don’t want to get rid of them either. I like my flaws because they make me who I am. They make me the person you like (or dislike). I can’t and won’t get rid of them but I am going to work on them.
We all could.
Today’s tune: Walking In Memphis by Marc Cohn.
Day 17 – 20 May 2017.
349 days to go.
Thanks for listening and if you relate, say hello, please and thank you.