On finishing

I’m learning to be okay with good enough. I’m learning to say “okay, it’s time to stop, make sense of this, and move on.” I’m learning that anything I do will take the amount of time I give myself to do it. Yes, I could keep going. Yes, I could make every aspect of everything perfect, eventually. Yes, it is okay that I don’t have time to do that. I cannot create more time. I can only organize what I’ve got.

It’s hard to let things fall, but I know that if I don’t I’ll drop it all. Letting things fall lets them be less precious and allows me to step away and see them from another point of view.