I walked into the house. There were lots of people I knew and some new faces, too. The host welcomed me, “There’s one rule,” he said.
I like rules. Rules allow me to know what is expected of me.
“Everybody has to draw a self-portrait in the guest book before they leave.”
Oh, no, that was just terrifying to me. Making art is intimidating.
I didn’t think about it. I just enjoyed the party and the people who were there.
But then we got to the point where I had to deal with it. I sat down and drew. And it looked like me! Me, with a smirk on my face. I was really pleased with how it came out.
I think sometimes I just psyche myself out of doing things.
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