As much as I try to push it off, to overcome it, to ignore it, I always feel this dread need to be perfect in everything I do. I tell you this because it is the reason behind my lack of posting. I write a little more frequently on my other, less-advertised blogs--it seems safer there, where few-to-none will ever read. But especially with this my "Foodie Blog", I want every word and every ingredient and every picture to be, well, perfect. It is debilitating--crippling even. What a fantastic, utterly unattainable effort.
Perfection. Perilous perfection.
I have infinitely more to give, but I am afraid of failure.
Please forgive me my weaknesses. I still have so much to learn about life and A WORLD of room left to grow...