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Screws Fall Out All the Time
As I was cooking my breakfast this morning, contemplating what podcast to listen to, my attention was instead drawn to the movie Breakfast Club — ironic, I know. I have seen this movie countless times yet still find such enjoyment from the dynamic relationships created amongst the characters. While laughing at the scene where the seemingly troubled teen gets himself eight more Saturday detentions in attempts to prove to himself he truly does not care about his future, I found one of his statements to be utterly true yet disheartening at the same time:
screws fall out all the time. The world is an imperfect place.
Although the screw was actually taken out by the teen (clearly, a screw to a door that heavy did not fall out during a boring detention day), that thought lingers and looms over many of us. The world is not perfect, yet society urges everything to be “picture perfect.” No wonder we are all fucked up in some way or another. Are we not all striving to be the best version of ourselves, creating a perfect life for ourselves? I can say in absolution that I am not! I have recently learned to love my imperfections, even embrace them. I do not strive to have a perfect life or be the “best version” of myself, whatever that even means; I just want to be me. I just want to be. There are no versions to my life, and I intend to…
