In a couple of days I'll be setting up my first booth at my first art festival here in Tacoma. Damn I'm nervous and excited and scared. So, experience tells me that I'm in the right place. But every once in a while that little voice from somewhere in my past, or from some alternate universe, creeps out and says to me, "why me? Why did you get picked to have a booth in this festival? "
That's when I really have to remind myself to stop and say.....
Well, it's time to post this and go price some more pots, mugs and other ceramic knick knacks.
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