Anything perfect would simply become boring, anyway.

But then again, if it becomes boring, surely it's no longer perfect? hmmmmmmmmmm. So the answer is - perfection doesn't exist in any way shape or form, deary.

It might be your fault, someone else's fault, the other person's fault or no-one's fault. Situations or always changing, so pick yourself up and but it behind you, but remember the good things from it and think of it as another one of life's lessons.

This all far too deep for me at lunchtime.