Open Mic Anxiety!

It was a warm September night, and I was pacing under the white glow of towering street lamps trying to retain my liquid anxiety. I needed to pee. My heart was in my throat. I felt physically weak. I was about to do my very first open mic performance, and I was terrified.

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