On December 2nd (for anyone following my crazy calendar) I had the incredible honer of being invited to read at Missouri State English Department's Student Invitation Reading.
That's a mouthful.
My knees shook and my palms sweated and I was pretty sure that nobody cared one smidge about Africa or me.
But I did it anyway.
It's funny how doing something you're scared of, while it's terrible in the moment, and even for a few minutes afterward, it's hardly ever regretted. Even if you make a fool of yourself.
Cause hey, at least you made a fool of yourself doing something worth doing.