This is a self-indulgent panic post. Enter at risk of boredom

Right, I've managed to get it down to ten postcards with very large headlines written on them. 

I hope a) the lighting this evening is good and I can see them; and b) they'll make sense to me.

And probably c) that I won't panic.

Now I'm worrying that I'll say too much and be boring. (See previous post.) If I'm passionate about something will it come over in my presentation? And if I see someone yawn will I panic (notice the theme here?) and leave out an important bit?

For goodness sake why do I put myself through this? Why do I instantly say yes when asked to speak somewhere? Conceit, that's what it is. It makes me feel good to be asked. Even though I know immediately afterwards I'll feel like a failure.

Does everyone do this? Launch themselves onto this un-merry-go-round of doubt and anxiety? 

Remember, I tell myself: nothing no matter how good or bad it is lasts for ever. By tomorrow it will be over. Until the next time I volunteer for something stupid.

Meanwhile I know some people like this. Not me you understand. definitely not me.