Today I was in physics class when my professor asked a question that three of my class mates quickly answer. Upon hearing their answers he says "Class one of your peers has miscalculated...which one is it?" Now, I should've answered that question, however, I was too busy daydreaming. I started thinking about hamartia, the miscalculation, the "tragic flaw", and I realized my hamartia is perfect.
I mentioned in class last time that my hamartia was a lack of patience, but it is my lack of patience that makes me the person I am. It individualizes me and adds to my character. It may not be a good quality but if it weren't for my lack of patience, I wouldn't the person I am now or the person I will soon become. Also if it weren't for this, and surely other hamartias I am not aware of, I would be borderline mechanical. Human error makes me zesty. When something is always perfect it almosts get bland after a while. Not me, I've got flaws for days and that makes everyday life a little more interesting in my opinion.
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