There is an inbuilt and inherent temporary-ness to everything, which means that everything, eventually turns back into it’s sub-atomic components of atoms and energy.

You and I, our homes, our cars, our cell phones, our refrigerators, beds, toothbrushs, shoe laces, those television shows we stream over the internet, the film we watched last weekend and especially these words and the device or paper upon which you are reading them. 

Temporary. Nothing is permanent. 

This idea, that entropy rules the universe may be daunting to think about at first, but then after you have been thinking about it for a time one is bound to realize how entirely and creatively freeing such a concept can be.

The impermanence of the universe means that any effort that we make to instill order into that same universe by creating, buying, building, growing, cooking, writing, or generally making anything is ultimately done only on this fragile and finite timeline.

Perfectionism becomes a truly pointless exercise because even perfect things will decay and degrade into atoms and energy eventually. 

And it is the impermance of everything that makes it special.

So one may as well take the risk of making something, anything no matter how imperfect and fleeting because everything is at some level already just that.