There have been so many times in which I did not start a project or start anything really, because I wanted perfection on the first try. It sounds unrealistic but being wrong and looking like a fool scared me more than anything.
Now that I’m approaching my mid-twenties, not starting anything makes me feel stale. Actually, it makes me feel like a prune, just watching everything goes by as I rot away.
I’m slowly waking up and getting my life together.
First step, waking up before 12pm. Hopefully this will last for more than a month so it can become a habit. 🙂