why do we always seek a better version of what we already have
I’m sitting in my favourite cafe, sipping on what has become my new addiction- a glass of cold brewed coffee. Yes, it is ultimately mainstream. No, it’s not why I’ve started drinking it.
I came to the perfect spot, ordered the perfect drink and sat by the perfect table.. well there’s a problem with the last aspect. The coffee shop was almost full and there was no place to sit. The only place available was this tiny table at the end of the room. It was not even close to being perfect but there was no other option. I sat by the table but my mind had this one ongoing mantra ‘I will move to another table and only then will I start working’. Why? What was wrong with the place I was currently sitting at? It was relatively quiet and no different from a number of what I thought would be the perfect option. What does this word even mean? What is the criteria for being classified as perfect or better in any way? You can make everything and anything perfect.