I’ve decided not to ramble about this too much at this point…suffice to say something good (nay, incredible) appears to be happening for me at work and somehow in the midst of shock and excitement I’ve managed to become incredibly…terrified.
Of what, you might ask? Failure. Being exposed as a dummy. General sucking. (Oh and getting into the office at 4:30am every day for the rest of my life).
And I don’t even know why I let myself have these bad thoughts when they don’t help the situation at all. I wish I could physically suppress the crazy neurotic debby downer alter ego of mine, maybe shove a sock or two in her mouth.
I figured it out though. She’s that person. See? It wasn’t me after all.