Maybe being twenty means knowing to realize you will never be near perfection.

I wonder if it's enough to just know that. But dont we all know perfection is impossible? If so why do we spend our lives striving so hard, only to find out we're tiring ourselves for the impossible?

Maybe then it means to realize you will make the stupidest, sometimes the most fatal mistakes ever. But it's still gonna be okay. Because a mistake at twenty might not be a mistake at twenty-five.

I guess I'll only find out five years later then. If I do make a fatal error that is.

It's late, and my thoughts are running wild. I should sleep.