It’s magic.
The true hero is flawed. The true test of a champion is not whether he can triumph, but whether he can over come obstacles - preferably of his own making - in order to triumph. A hero without flaw is of no interest to an audience or to the universe, which, after all is based on conflict and opposition, the irresistible force meeting the immovable object.
Every. Damn. Day. To the next 365 and all it’s buzzing, spinning, sparkling force.
Come walk beside me. You won’t ever regret the journey…
