Consider an alternative truth.

“Fake it ‘til you make it” — that’s a lie.

Last week, I was presented with an opportunity that I immediately struck down out of anxiety. Then I thought about how it could help my future, and maybe even someone else’s.

After a summer spent realizing that my life will remain just as valuable as it is before saying “I actually don’t know that tune/record/person, can you tell me what it is?”, I came back to college this week feeling like I had overcome my clouded perception of my place in the jazz program.

It’s starting to click— for as much as it can.