In the world full of imperfections...

In the world full of imperfections, I strive to be a perfectionist but you know what, when I come closer to being a perfectionist I start feeling disconnected to the imperfect world. Then I strive to become a part of the world I stay in, and in process loose the endeavor to become perfectionist. The tussle goes on and on. Like many things in life that do not have one right approach, I wonder if I need to change or bring about a change around me! Till I find out, I have settled to be flexible with morality and what I expect from my surroundings….