Every now and then, I remember an old unpleasant dream I had, a year and a half ago. Whenever the memory of it pays a call on my mind, I ask myself why. Why, of all the dreams I’ve ever had, this one has stuck with me like tar to feathers?
I like to think that whether we are aware of it or not, the hunt for perfection is the motor that runs the wheels of our society. We often tell ourselves (and each other) that […]