Perfection, an obsession which hounds us; untouchable, always a step ahead of all our attempts. I will try. Time and time again. And when the person next to me is more perfect than me, that’s when competition enters into it. The strength which leads us to triumph over all others, to want to be the most perfect, the best. But there will always be someone more precise, more complete, more unsurpassable, and this will drive us mad.