Whenever we think it’s finished, there’s always something more that can be done.
The superficial perfection trap is easy to fall into, as there will always be another sentence to edit, brushstroke to add, or presentation to practice.
I’m grateful that daily blogging has helped me become comfortable with the blemishes.
Some days, what’s on the page feels right. Other days, I have to accept the words staring back at me are all I could muster. But whatever I’ve produced today must be good enough. There are no excuses or exceptions.
Comically, there’s an inverse correlation between the posts I expect to resonate and the ones that actually do. And so what really matters at the end of each day is facing the monster of superficial perfection, and sending what I have out the door.
After all, there’s tomorrow.