To Infinity and Beyond

A circle. A geometric figure without corners and edges. A perfection. Even as a little boy, I've admired circles. The young child’s dreams and goals didn’t allow any corners in its perfect circle. Mistakes and failures were merely imperfections; I was afraid to become imperfect, and Thomas Edison’s all-time famous phrase was merely a set of words (no offense, I respect Edison and his spectacular inventions, but I didn’t understand how failure can be anyone’s mother at that time). Still, as I grew up and met numerous challenges, I failed. “We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That's what connects us--that we're all broken, all beautifully imperfect.” An ironic remark by Emilio Estevez, an American actor and director. “How can a wreck be beautiful? After all, it’s a wreck, a piece of useless junk.” This is what I thought just a few years ago when I first saw these words. But after I failed in the numerous quests that hit me, I realized that