We spend our lives searching and waiting for the perfect moments. The perfect life, the perfect love, the perfect family, among other things. And so time passes us by, we let opportunities pass us by and we stop living to the fullest. It is something so simple to understand, we are the people who complicate it forever, wishing for perfection. Maybe they do look around them, in the little things, in nature, in a flower, in the chirping of a nightingale or a hummingbird.