Procrastination jitters?
I've reached a point where something could actually happen. It'll no longer be in my head - actual events will unfold. I can do all those things I've planned to. All I need to do is apply the pressure on the gas pedal.
Yet I hesitate.
I've shifted into drive, but my foot's cemented to the brake.
I'm nervous.
It's as if now that I'm faced with the product of my split second choice, I can't seem to move forward. There are butterflies... and not the good kind.
Is it because it means that this whole thing will be real? It feels serious.
Or is it because it's under wraps, and I just don't want to see my parents speculating looks?
My hand is reaching for the gear shift.
My hand is reaching for the gear shift.
I can't seem to move forward.
I slam the parking break.
I distract.
I divert.
I fib.
I avoid.
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