10/04/2026
Wanting to be perfect all the time…
BUT
knowing nothing I will ever do will be perfection.
And maybe that’s the point.
Maybe we were never supposed to be perfect.
Maybe we’re supposed to chase something we can never quite catch because somewhere in that chase, we become better.
Better than yesterday.
Better than we thought we could be.
Better because we refused to settle.
Perfection isn’t the destination.
It’s the standard in the distance that keeps pulling you forward.
I’ll probably never reach it.
But imagine who I’ll become trying.