I have a lot of mixed feelings about going into surgery next month. I wish I was younger, fitter, and so many more things beyond that.
But I’m moving forward because I’m at a place where things are good enough and the risk/benefit is in my favor. I’ve already waited this long. Not going to wait longer.
I can’t get the chorus to Perfect Sound Whatever out of my head today. “Perfect always takes so long, because it don’t exist”