Giving up on Goddesses?

A Goddess. The symbol of perfection in the female sex. To be a Goddess means a girl has captured every aspect anyone could ever want in a person. Delightfully outgoing, yet charmingly shy. Extraordinarily beautiful, yet gracefully modest. Enchantingly intelligent, yet logically simple. In a word, perfect.

And I want nothing to do with them anymore.

Yes, you see, while perfection is always the ideal, it’s in the flaws that we really find the good stuff. It seems the truest charms always stem from imperfections, while the most cherished memories are always derived from the most awkward moments. Besides, who says perfection is so great anyways?

For as soon as perfection is found, it’s likely to be declared by us humans as not so perfect at all. The paradise found is always lost, and a Goddess found is likely a mere dream-date gone awry.

Oh, and as for that first Goddess I discovered . . .

Let us just say that sometimes fascination crumbles in the eyes of hindsight. I rather suspect she was never a Goddess to begin with.

Her flaws were much too charming.