There was a time when I wouldn’t hit “publish” unless everything was flawless—like, even my bullet points had to be in perfect alignment, and don’t get me started on fonts. Helvetica or bust. And then I became a copywriter. Turns out, when you write for a living, especially under deadlines, perfectionism is a luxury you… Continue reading Progress over perfection: why I finally gave myself a break
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