I have red-green color blindness. Which means, when you see the image below you see a number. And I don’t see anything
No pattern at all. Just dots
But hey, that’s the world I was born in. It’s my world.
And it’s perfect.
Except
It’s not!
My world is not perfect. It’s incomplete. It’s perhaps even inadequate. How would I even know.
Yes, I can make do with what I have and still rule the world. But the fact doesn’t change of what my world really is.
And the sooner I realize this fact and accept it, the better I will be at dealing with it.
Imperfections are like humans. They need recognition. And acknowledgment.