We are always evolving into new, better versions of ourselves.
The comforting news is that we are never finished.
The idea of being unfinished is nice.
For it has always leaves room for improvement. For trying new things, for developing new hobbies and making new friends. Being unfinished means we can cry today, and next week or next year we won’t cry for the same thing, because we are moving, evolving. Becoming better versions of ourselves.