i think i now understand what is wrong with me. for my whole life i waited. i thought i could change and start making my dreams real after something specific. you know, in movies, books, motivation stories and such a big event happens or a day comes that everything changes and oh, look, now i am perfect, successful and productive. i shouldn't have waited, time is running out and it will sound like a paradox but it's not too late. i'm trying to categorize my ideas (and i think it will never end, i always create new ones and i can't stop, i feel like if i stop writing new ideas i won't be able to find the perfect one that will leave a stamp upon the world and because of this i can't begin to make these ideas real) and i find flaws all the time. it's like there is something missing in all of them and they are not perfect. like, there are silhouettes in my mind of the perfect thing but it's just black, i can't see it clearly but if i ever can do that, i 
will cha
nge the world. so, this is the situation. what is the next step?
remember that no one has ever done anything perfect. all the best things that anyone has ever done, the things which you may admire the most, were actually not perfect at all. you might not know it because it's the only version of it you've seen. but the artist knows it. it's their little secret. so go ahead and start having some secrets