Perfection and I

I don’t like perfection. If someone has too mellifluous a voice, I don’t like it. If something looks too polished, I don’t like that either. But here’s the irony: perfection is also why I procrastinate. I want to write perfect articles, long-form essays—so I end up not writing at all. I’m trying to change that.

As you can see, I’m starting fresh. New blog design, no old posts. The design isn’t polished, just the bare minimum. That feels closer to my natural state. Earlier, the design was too polished, and I never got around to writing anything. Some weird psychological thing, I guess.

So, there’s this conflict in me—which I’m told is natural for a human being.