Body Shakes. Get Strong.

Shaking minus the catchiness. Premonition of my greatest fear and dreamy hopes colliding inside. I felt gravity slip from under my feet and I knew. Hours left to tick by before the fact. I know. Secret messages and coding. I speak your language. I may be the only one and you can't stay away. I taste your intrigue when you're inches away. Close in. Courage is hitting. Yes and no. Maybe. Heartbeat. Heartbreak. Heart filled. Fill in the blanks. I know where I'll end up.

Choppy at best, this is my effort. That gut feeling's been pulling at the edge of my brain like children on their anxious mother's t-shirt. Kid on Christmas morning. Weekend brings excitement; what's on the menu?

Anxiety speaks and I wash it down with a stomachache and some Advil. I know I'm staring a milestone in the face and I'm feeling brave. Make or break, I aim for the first. Challenge in my face. I couldn't be more ready. My hands are shaking as violently as my whole body, and I'm shivering without a security blanket. I'm strong enough.

I'm ready. Let's go.