December 28th, 2013.
I had a conversation my parents regarding my preparation for my departure to Japan in January 2014.
|Dad||:||Have you prepared all the electronics you need there?|
|Me||:||Yeah. Charger for notebook, and for handphones. All adapters are ready.|
|Dad||:||You wouldn’t bring the electric shaver?|
|Me||:||No, I guess. I’ll just bring the razor.|
|Mom||:||He’s still not accustomed to use it (read: electric shaver).|
|Me||:||Well, shaving with the electric shaver leaves several spiky remains. If I use the razor, it’ll be perfectly clean to the skin.|
|Dad||:||But, chasing perfection like that will only hurt you during winter. Since the air is so dry, it’ll be hurt to shave like that.|
Okay, that’s the prologue. My father’s line (read: the emphasized one in bold) still lingers in my head, at least ’till this post was created. I think about it throughly, why it does really hurt when I chase perfection. I am perfectionist, as my father and my older sister are. But the more I think, the more it makes sense.
I am a perfectionist in gaming (or the so-called completionist). When there’s achievement-related activity, I did it ’till I achieve it. For me, completing everything gives so much more satisfaction. However, when I can’t finish the side activity perfectly, sometimes it makes me upset, maybe up to the point I won’t touch the game for several months. Yeah, sometimes, chasing perfection is pretty annoying.
Well, sometimes, chasing perfection is really painful, and it does come with a great cost.