You think as a young lad that perfection is or can be a reality. It's kind of like a heightened desire to attain the best in oneself through time and work and sweat and every other fucking thing one has.... but as we age we realize the reality of this life and how temporary we all really are in this world. I know one fucking thing, there is no one set way of doing anything. You just follow the rules, know the fundamentals, hurt nobody, and always focus on the "can" as opposed to the cannot. Roadblocks are just excuses to make a nice road where one didn't exist before. Oh, and rock your way through the entire process of... you!