Perfection is highly overrated 127/365

As a child, perfection was the locomotive that drove my train. Adding years and gaining wisdom, I realize it's not all it's cracked up to be. The stress I created for myself over the smallest of things was so unnecessary. Life is meant to be lived, mistakes need to be made, and lessons need to be learned. How else do you grow as a person?

I'm not one who lives with regret; however, there are a few things I wish I could go back and do. Things I was afraid I'd fail at, thinking people would laugh at my foibles. Experiences I walked away from out of fear. Hobbies I never attempted because I thought I'd never be 'good' at them so I never started them.

My imperfection is perfect. It's taken me years to get right here, but I'm happy with my quirks and if you don't like them, you can hit the bricks.