I decided to take the plunge.  I saw an ad for a person starting a band.  This person has already had a successful recording career while living in a different part of the country.  Now they’ve moved near where I live, and want to start over. 

   So, I figured I fit all the things in the ad: I play keys, synth, congas, and sing lead and harmonies. Why not?  I would answer, nothing would come of it, and that would be that.  After all, I love music, but I’m definitely not a professional.

   But now the leader of the band is using words like “very interested”, and “come in”.

   And I feel myself putting on the brakes, mentally.

   I’m not a pro!  I’m just me!  I’ve been told I have ability, but—

   But what?  Why not try it?  I’m shocked to hear myself say this, but—what if I turned out to be good enough?  I could really have a good time!  It would be hard work, but music is what I’ve always wanted to do.

   So, I’ve made up my cowardly mind.  If they want me to audition, I’ll audition.  If I don’t get a spot, I haven’t lost anything.  If I do get a spot, the sky is the limit.

   Hmmm……I’m feeling a bit shaky. 

   Before I pick out my sequined dress for the red carpet, I think I’ll go take a nap.