I was thinking overnight about this little boy. How in this day and age people think it is ok to farm children and pick and choose which ones they want, rejecting the slightest imperfection.
What a sad world we live in.
We are shaped and moulded carefully by those around us. The push and the pull of this influence and that. We are tumbled around like rolling gems until ever so slowly the final product emerges, beautiful and shimmering yet different to all others. I find it incredibly disheartening to think there are people out there who think they are better off being surrounded by clones of themselves, as if this will somehow enlighten them, as if it will please them.
How much they will miss out on. How much they will lose.