Standing outside the classroom door, I’m a bit nervous about opening it. Thoughts and questions race through my mind.
“What the hell am I thinking? I haven’t got a creative bone in my body. Can I really do this? Will I be able to handle it? I’ve never even been on Twitter before. Besides, I’m on the wrong side of 40. I have kids to feed, responsibilities be be responsible for…”
Lost in thought as I contemplate the door knob, a nearby voice cuts across my uncertainty.
“Go ahead,” it says. “Do it!”
I know that voice.
I look and see the tiny imp – an odd, little version of Ricky Gervais – sitting on my shoulder, grinning up at me, his feet dangling lazily. He leans closer towards me. “Go on. Open it!” he adds. “You know you want to.”
He’s right. I do want to.
And so I do.
Oh well… it’s too late to turn back now! Looking forward to meeting and collaborating with you and swimming in all your brilliant ideas.
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