strife

I think is strife is like a hot meal
 you must breathe and blow on it
 before you put it into your
 mouth.

 

let compliments be said
 wether back handed
 show gratitude, be plain and short
 not clever

I waste energy on what I perceive to be foolish and unkind.

and yet I shouldn't bother speaking to those who will waste my time.
 I can tell when someone is wasting my time.

 

I've learned that truth sometimes is better in small doses, sometimes in large.

my perfection isn't reached instantaneously

 progress can dissipate
focus isn't key