somehow i manage to figure out how the things that initially thought was wonderfull, new, innovative and ground braking are actually just layers and layers of normal boring and unexciting sameness that i see everyday.
Someday my visions become sights and i see them in diffirent lights as they progress and ‘be’. I know their is somewhere out there my perfect thought, though its the progression that i am finding unrewarding and normal.
I’m forgetting how i see things, and those things that i make the best, I finally find that I didn’t make the best and i wonder how it was the best when i thought it origianlly.
I know its not the best, because I know its faults.
Do i quite because I know the faults and admit my poor planing or do I iron out the faults and risk becoming bored.