You are imperfect, and so am I.

      "The reason i forgive you is because you are not perfect.
　　You are imperfect,and so am i.
　　All humans are imperfect,even the man outside my apartment who litters.
　　When i was young,i wanted to be anybody but myself.
　　Dr Bernard Hazelhof said if i was on a desert island then i would have to get used to my own company – just me and the coconuts.
　　He said i would have to accept myself,my warts and all,and that we don』t get to choose our warts.
　　They are a part of us and we have to live with them.
　　We can,however,choose our friends and i glad i have chosen you.
　　Dr Bernard Hazelhof also said the everyone’s lives and like a very long sidewalk.
　　Some are well paved.
　　Others,like mine,have cracks,banana skins and cigarette butts.
　　Your sidewalk is like mine but probably not as many cracks.
　　Hopefully,one day our sidewalks will meet and we can share a can of condensed milk.
　　You are my best friend.
　　You are my only friend. "
                                      -----------max

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That was what max said at the end of the story, and the last letter he had written to mary.

Everyone is imperfect, not only guys in the world of max and mary, but also in our real life. I had always been the person who was seeking perfection, however life made me feel disappointed most of the time...

That is the big deal.
Miss could not always be my excuse.Do something more than making a fuss about an imaginary illness.we should know exactly about what we want, and do something for it. As for what other people would say, who care.

ps: I found my cup disappeared when I cleared up my desk this morning...Maybe it had not been there for a long time, but how could not I note of this!