Two weeks ago, I was at ease onstage in front of 600 people. This morning I woke up with a sore jaw from teeth-grinding stress dreams — about my talk for preschool career day. This is most of what you need to know about my subconscious.
On the ride to school, Hank looked similarly worried.
“You okay, little guy?”
“You seem anxious.”
“Why are you worried?”
“What if they don’t like you?”
Preach it, kid.
I explained to Hank that people are mostly just worried about whether you like them. So if you smile, and seem comfortable, everything will be OK.
Also, I brought balloons.