In my mind, it's going to be perfect.
I plan every little detail in a realm I can control.
There will be no awkward moments.
I will be confident and fearless.
Everything will be perfect.
In reality, it was better.
There were unexpected twists, things I couldn't control.
The awkward moments were filled with laughter.
I was terrified, but not foolish.
Mostly, it was real.
But in retrospect, the doubt creeps in.
Am I remembering it right?
Was it more awkward then I new,
Myself, not enough?
What if it wasn't perfect?
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