Belief

So you sit down, round a table, as equals, or so you presume. Then the introductions begin and you wonder where you are, and how can you measure up. Your confidence begins to waver and you question who you are and why you are even here. Feeling out of place can easily sap your self confidence and your belief. Yet hang on in there, because for all you know, it is just a fancy firm/title they have and chances are they are no better then you, just luckier so far. Luck has a strange way of paving the road when its rough, or roughing up the even road, so just remember that, everything evens out in the end-we are all born, we all die. The task arrives. You are puzzled but hell if you can do anything in life it is sell an idea/project/night out. You hear the rest of them and all of a sudden their titles and experience wash away and all you see is a confused stranger who is no more sure in his words then a baby with its first steps. All of a sudden you realize what you have in front of you is looking better and better. Your fear dissipates, confidence grows, heart calms, hands steady, voice in your head becomes firm. Then as it comes around you realize that just before you speak your stomach churns and twists, but not because you are scared. No you wonder how good will you be...

And so it was.

I do not know if I did. I know in their minds and critiques I won, but that honestly was not a difficult task. I had that one thing that most people in this world lack.

Belief in myself.