…I’ve got a serious case of anxietment.

Tonight I meet with The Pretty Epublisher Lady at a local coffee shop. What’s this meeting about, really? What should I expect? Is this just an info meeting?

I don’t know.

Will she pick up my book?

I don’t know.

What happens if she doesn’t?

I don’t know.

What happens if she does?

I don’t know.

Is this meeting less important than I think?

I don’t know.

Is this a precipice, or is it just a step?

I don’t know.

I think I’m thinking too much.

THAT I know.

 

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