Musings of an Accidental Perfectionist

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I never wanted to be a perfectionist.  But I was a first-born, South Asian, child of immigrants, and a Virgo on top of that, so somehow, I found an order and comfort in figuring out what I needed to do in order to get the reactions I wanted.  Now, 41 years later, these are the imperfect thoughts, sensations, words, rhythms that are clawing their way out of me.  I am joyously imperfect and I am here.

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