Waiting backstage for my turn to go up. There's a reverend speaking now. He's good. Going to be hard to follow that.
It feels a little weird lecturing teen girls about living their lives when my life is so out of whack right now. I haven't wanted chocolate in a month. Not even on the first day of my period, which happened last week.
TMI? Yes. But really, who's reading?
I still get that same high at the podium, telling a story, and that one person who wasn't at all engaged suddenly smiles or tunes in because something I say hits home.
Not sure that I should post pictures of the girls. Like before, some of them are in sticky situations.
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