Perfection comes at a price. At times so high that by the time you are done paying it you may just barely catch a dying glimpse of your endeavor that did finally end up seeped in perfection. The question is where do you draw the line? Do you draw a line at all? Does the reward justify the effort? Is there a reward at all? Why the hell am I asking all these questions?
If you need perfection, go look at the sunset. If you need to get on this world, go out there and wing it the best you can. Nobody really gives a damn. You gotta do what you gotta do to get what you want to get.
Over and out.
