There's a particular kind of peace that comes from realizing you don't have to be good at everything, just persistent at a few things that matter to you. I used to think 'good enough' was a cop-out, an excuse for laziness. Now, I understand it's the only way anything ever actually gets DONE, and that most things only need to be 'good enough' anyway. The rest is just ego. The joy of mediocrity. It's not about settling; it's about freeing up energy for the few sparks that truly ignite me. The guilt used to be deafening, but now it's a whisper I can finally ignore.