My morning got started later than normal and before I knew it I was struggling with that overwhelming feeling I get when I can't decide what to do first. Thankfully, this time I just picked something and started doing. Still, as I'm working through my morning I am also beating myself up over an array of different things like all the weird things that make me not as good as others, why I'm late or how if I was someone else all of this would be better and so on. And do you know what conclusion I came up with after all that nonsense? There's no perfect rhythm of a day or method of life that is immune to the imperfections of life. Things will break. People will waste your time. There will be fighting. Living is messy. We learn so much through failures. So, whatever you are doing with your life, it's not about being perfect. It's about getting back up every. single. time. Some things will get perfected and we take pleasure in those moments - until someone screams or you get overbooked. Don't give yourself permission to quit life, but also quit expecting perfection!