i’m so scared of getting stuck
in a place where i’m no longer improving, challenging myself, getting better
i learned the other day that my procrastination is a result of the perfectionist in me: i’m so scared of failure that i put off trying for as long as possible
is this the attitude that’s going to take me places?
i doubt it.
“the imperfect is what is most perfect”
i still remember your words on my notepad, how stunned i was by your graceful handwriting
i wonder where i’ve put it, what little evidence remains of our encounters
