I have to admit, I am terrified. In two weeks I will be boarding a plane, and it's got me shaking in my chucks. I'm afraid of heights, I'm going solo, and (please excuse the whining) what if they don't LIKE the songs?
I mean, this is put up or shut up time. I made sure that I took the time to cultivate my collection so that I am only presenting the ones that I love. Also I have prepared myself for the fact that probably only 30% of these will be well received. Of course the other half of me (JR) thinks that I am undershooting that, but he is listening with his dumb husband ear is that love me, not the ears of a music mogul. I told myself that can't leave home with less than a dozen cant misses and 20 ready to go through... That gives me 5 more to go. I'm trying not to force it, get myself out of the way. I could win a medal in self sabotage, but that's another story for another day.
Self doubt aside, I'm crazy excited. I get to see my bestie, see my favorite city, and release some major stress.
Lord, you know what I'm gonna do before I do it, just don't let me get the best of me, huh?
