Like water, perfection slips away.

Like water, perfection slips away.

Time brings disorder to all things.

Consider books.

They start out flawless.

We try hard to keep them pristine, displaying them for others to admire.

But no matter how much we try, books become worn.

Pages get marked.

Edges fray.

Covers crease.

Tears appear.

Writing and coffee stains on pages tell stories.

And that's the beauty of a well-loved book.

Its disorder reveals its history, its purpose, and the joy it brings.

It's a transformation from perfection to a beautiful mess.

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