“i gaze out the window “but if you’re not trying to be perfect, the how do you know you’re doing things right?”
“there is no right,” she says “there’s the best you can do. and that’s fine. that’s normal.”
“the best i can do is sometimes completely fail,” i say.
she shrugs. “fine,” she says. “the rest of us do it all the time.”
biwildered, i wander out to my car.”—madness by marya hornbacher