Tagged : ‘London Diaries’
The nightmares are the same. I’m walking through arched corridors of the ancient building towards an exam hall. I know I’m not prepared. The question paper is printed in a foreign language. My fingers don’t move. The certainty of failure looms large over my head.
I’d say its fairly easy to reach 90% of perfection in whatever it is you want to do. But that last mile. The last 10%. That’s the most difficult part. Perhaps that differentiates good from greatness.