So here I am, and that could perfectly represent it all, some cracks, some falls, some mistakes, but what makes it so beautiful is that after every single step, you grow and you become. You become yourself, little by little, you get to know the world better, and little by little you get to blossom. But flowers don't blossom every single day of the year, there are times where they are at there point of utterly preciousness, and at other times they won't be. Like life, like flowers.
It can be a straight line that goes on forever, or a straight line with pauses. Pauses, little moments of silence and peace, moments of laughter and of thinking, moments of sadness and frustration. What would life be without pauses? One straight feeling of nothing, one only one long long moment of nothing. Although lots of times we don't appreciate, or even better said hate all those moments and cracks and falls and mistakes, in the end, its what makes us us and what makes me me.