i'm just gonna do it

i've been plagued with some noxious blog anxiety, like "it must be just right! someone may be grading me or will think what i've written is stupid!"But now that i've said it i know that it's--duh. & i'm ready to let it go. I think b/c i finally faced it in the face & named it as one of those underlying fears that make no sense but are looming and powerful until you just turn around and say,"hey! you;re not a scary monster, you;re just a silly snickerdoodle!" & then you have to giggle and go on your merry way. this is a pattern i've found with lots of things. i'm not sure i explained very well in my delerious sleep-lag, but i;m trying to tell you to face your unsaid fears & your semi-concious expectaions and give them a name. You'll say, "huh. I was expecting that other people could read my mind! hilarious!" or "oh! i was afraid that saying what i really mean might make the world implode." or "i am afraid everyone will leave me or laugh at me or eat me alive." just give these statements room to shake themselves out like wet, soppy doggies & then you will look eachother up & down and walk your separate sidewalks...