Anticipation

Strange...I expected the fear to have descended by now. At the very least that ball of nerves should be well-settled in my gut. All clenched up like a fist and providing that gnawing reminder that, in fact, I don't have the foggiest idea of what I'm doing. Instead, I feel as though I'm running full-tilt towards the edge of a cliff, armed with the knowledge that a well-timed flick of the ankles will send me soaring towards the heavens.