Find It, Fuck It, Forget It

Some people can afford to be good.

I need to be better than that.

I can't just try my best. I need to be the best that I can as often as I can. I have no excuses for failure. I have all the advantages in the world right now and it would be unforgivable not to make the most of it.

I went to see a show last week. Not a major show. One of those shows where you know someone who knows someone who's involved with it in some way, and it's self-produced and everything. And hey, there were aspects of it that I liked. It was way too long and the acting abilities were all over the map... but there were some laughs. And moments that built. And if I could rewrite the script and recast some roles, I bet it could be something worth looking at.

But not necessarily something I'd want to put out for myself. Because I need to put out work that is important to me. This isn't about me drinking laced Kool-Aid. I know what I can do. I need to be putting out work of a certain caliber.

Perfectionism is the enemy.

I need to finish work and get it out there. A little less second-guessing, a little more action.

Today, I fail—tomorrow, I work harder.

And then I wash my hands.

And then I wash my hands.

And then I wash my hands.