Been kinda down and bothered lately. Too many thoughts, too many things to be sorted out.
Time is running out for me. Those occasional panic breakouts and kan-jiong-ness are happening more often. Maybe I shouldn't target perfection. Maybe I should just let things down one notch and strive for my best.
But striving for my best without attaining the best of what things can be is so not me. And it comes back to the perfection question again. Chicken and egg problem. And I tell people, nothing is ever perfect. Gahhh. Contradictory.
I'm trying. Again and again and again. Swallowing those frustrations and worries numerous times. Telling myself that probably the next time I would hit something. I could learn something from Edison.
Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration.