The perfect moment is not really that perfect in reality, only you entitle it as such. The perfect moment is never near, it is always either far in the future or far in the past. Probably it’s human nature, the grass is always greener on the other side. Someone once said, what really happened doesn’t matter, how you remember it does, and why you remember. This is an interesting perspective, like analyzing yourself: First ask, what is your perfect moment? Why do you call that perfect? That shows what really matters to you. Be it family, be it love, be it the glorious moment under the spot light or immersed in nature… That tells you what is important to you and what sings to your heart. Everyone has their own priorities in life, we just need to re-align to the priorities periodically.
Second, how you remember that perfect moment? The frame or the narrative tells you how your mind makes up things to mold it into “perfect”. That narrative is the tone of your life story for perfect: maybe your shifted what happened into a more favorable setting: weather, surroundings, mood… Those are your touches of perfection.
It is like visiting your inner child, to figure out where you started from, your very genuine self, when you first came to this world. We come to this world as a child and leave like one too, only in-between, we often lose touch with our inner child, and get lost while wandering.
Check-in once awhile, so you know you are still on the track.