Already?

Apparently whatever caffeine high I was on has left me and, after reading through the same inspiring blogs that made me want to write in the first place, I am already feeling that shrinking “what was I thinking, I have nothing important to say!” feeling.

That feeling that you’ve become broken before you’ve even started.

I have a friend who told me a story which I’m sure I remember VERY inaccurately about an eating challenge at a restaurant (along the lines of eat-this-48-lb-steak-and-we’ll-give-it-to-you-for-free!).  In this case, the challenge was the consumption of some specific number of pancakes, and my friend related to me that he had accepted the challenge and was feeling incredibly confident.  Until, that is, the HUGE stack of pancakes was put before him.  Just looking at that stack, he said, broke him before he started.

At least I know I’m not the only human being with this particular affliction.

But not being alone doesn’t necessarily solve my problem.  How do I convince myself that not becoming an instant wisdom-dispensing-blogsphere-goddess is OK?  Would a guarantee of amazingness make me feel better?  Somehow I don’t think so. 😉