"The Perfect Life"

As I was reading “The Perfect Life” I felt disappointed, sad, and I even started thinking that maybe the title was ironic: he isn´t describing his perfect life, but he was describing his life, ironically giving it the title of the perfect life, even though it was the complete opposite.  Then I started to make connections with the people around me, and I couldn´t think of one that followed a similar life. I thought about my grandfather´s brother, who is constantly seeking for new goals, and I also thought about my grandfather, who is a very sedentary, calm person. At that moment I got scared that my grandfather followed this kind of life, where a person just lets life pass as though it means nothing, that everything is indifferent, and nothing makes them happy or disappointments. But this couldn´t be true: my grandfather does have aspirations, many things makes him happy and sad, he is not waiting for the moment to die, and be forgotten forever. NO. Nobody could follow the life described in “The Perfect Life.” Maybe there are people that have great aspirations and potential, but are too lazy or never get the opportunity to accomplish them, but even those people feel, they get disappointed, and they care. The perfect life described in the poem could not possibly be either the perfect of the imperfect life, it´s simply not life.