Perfection isn't perfect

Have you ever gotten the feeling that something was perfect, only to realize shortly afterward that it wasn’t?
I’ve experienced that so many times I can’t even count the occasions.
Take this blog, for example. I began writing in Italian and thought it was perfectly fine. But today I felt the urge to switch back and start blogging in English. Is this my final decision? Probably not. We’re imperfect beings doing imperfect things.