A man studies yesterday’s horoscopes on the train. He carefully highlights a line that says today is the day to take action. Somewhere in Texas, a blinking church sign says, “If you don’t know where you’re going, any road will take you there.”
When I was growing up, my mom would tell me that perfectionism was my worst trait. Being obnoxious and young, I told her this sounded like a compliment. Who wouldn’t want to be a perfectionist? Three decades and so many missed opportunities later, I can’t tell you how many times I look up at the ceiling (or wherever her ghost might be) and tell her she was so damned right.
