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| "Oh, my poor nerves!" |
I have a confession – sometimes I get
nervous. Not like stage fright, or test nerves, or
just-before-you-call-a-girl jitters. I don't really have a problem
with any of those, actually (except for the last one, that is). No,
I'm talking about general nervousness – pacing fretfully up and
down, paralyzed from doing anything remotely useful. Usually it
starts acting up right after a big change in my life's routine, like
coming home from school for the summer. Or in this case, right after
getting a new job.
