On a foolish(?) pursuit of perfection

Say, I've figured out why it's so hard for me to update my blog. 

It's not the lack of thought or a lack of time.

But I think rather a stubborn pursuit of perfection in my letters and pixels.

I agonise over the exact phrasing, over how I want to represent my thoughts. Read and reread. Proofread again and again. A process that takes hours. So clearly not efficient at all.

Which leads to apparent neglect.

And because I know it will be an arduous task to come up with a competent post, I get lazy, procrastinate and end up avoiding and it leads to way too much internal mess requiring cleaning and reorganising.

So I'm going to go about this in a more reasonable fashion.

And get down all my thoughts while I can, without fear of only representing the most perfect.

But will all flaws and mistakes scattered about and within too.

And I'm thinking just maybe.

Maybe I'll export this into a my old photoblog tumblr, which might just be more manageable.

Or maybe not.