Perfection.

This is the word that describes you. Your construction is like the stages of human life.

In the beginning, you show up as shy as a ray of sunshine in a late autumn morning and you start breathing with every cell the colorful air.

With every day, with every drop of water, with every sun caress, and with every story you hear, you’re growing. The slight breeze of the wind grinds your personality, more and more imposing.

And you grow.