When I first read this quote, I felt depressed. I am a perfectionist, although that word has lost its meaning now. I fret about all the nitty, gritty details. I want every single thing to be right. I worry about the stuff I cannot and will not ever be able to control. How exhausting!
In other words, don’t worry and stress about being perfect because it’s not tangible. I want to spend more time enjoying the present and the experience that goes with it instead of locking on to some distant future of what I want my life to be. I want to be here.