The Perfect Post

Here I was, sitting on the most marvelous piece of invention- public transport, on my way to university. I do not know if it was the blossoming spring in the air or just the usual lack of sleep which reminded me of this thing I picked up on doing and let go all too soon. Four years have passed since my last post and I could not help but think how much have gone unnoticed, how many things left untold, and therefore I decided to write a little something to whom it may concern.

Shortly after coming back from university I sat down with a hot cup of coffee and opened up my blog to find all the old posts that were still there reminding me of the things I've done and how I felt at the times of writing it. With every post I read I became increasingly eager to continue what I have left off. However, as soon as I began to think of a theme for my new piece of writing I was overwhelmed by various questions: what should I write about first? What would be the best approach to reveal all the unspoken ideas? What should be the form of writing? Everything was spinning in my head, and everything from segment types through blog design I have considered, hand-picked, polished, and then just threw away seconds later. The coffee now was warm.

Moments passed, and I found myself walking back and forth my room, trying to put together that first post, that little pearl that never seemed to be ideal. Nothing seemed right! I felt hopeless, defeated by my own thoughts, and on the verge of surrender. Now I actually was considering deleting my old posts that only seemed to signify imperfection, and start fresh. Right about that moment it finally hit me; four years have passed since my last post. Four year of work, sweat and tears. Four years of joy, happiness and laughter. Four years of changes! Since that time I grew an awfully lot: I moved back to Sweden, I received my Bachelor diploma in Biomedicine and most importantly met a person of my heart. This made me think about my life and what I have achieved. At the same time it reminded me of all the things that I've done wrong, and all the things that I considered to be flawed. It reminded me of all the things that I wanted to change and made me realize that life is just like a large-scale video game that one plays over and over again just to do it better, just to reach that vague shape of a goal. However, the goal is nothing less than what one makes it to be, and herewith, it's in man's nature to continuously seek perfection, and it is in man's nature to never really reach it. For that it is crucial to leave behind a trace, a mark of one's path that will always be there to remind us of what we've done and what we are yet to achieve. For that I write this text to be a perfect example of such mark in all its glory and imperfection that one day, should I forget, will remind me of who I am.

By now I became accustomed to drinking cold coffee...