Chapter 15

This week was over in an instant like I predicted. After the week we went home at our Manor my training in ettiquette was doubled in an instant. But I like it. My thirst for knowledge became only stronger with the need to prove myself before the whole world.

At home I felt less at ease. I don't have to show that I'm perfect. If you thought that I tell you I'm not. Nobody is. How could someone be perfect. To be perfect in all means is the only thing impossible. You want to know why I would say this?

Okay I tell you firstly if nothing is perfect everything can be improved. Secondly if perfection is impossible and my definition from impossible means impossible are only the things out of our reach of possibility's then would that mean nothing is impossible because nothing is perfect since you can improve everything.

So to reach perfection you would have to reach a point where you can't improve anymore.