Insecurity

I'm a confident person. Or at least that's what everyone thinks. In my mind, I don't know. I feel like I giant glob of insecurity. Am I good enough for law school? Am I funny enough to hold my own with this group of people? Is someone going to be offended by the joke I'm about to make? Exactly how much can I get away with saying to my boss when he's drunk? All of these things go through my mind in the space of time that it takes to knock back a confidence-inducing gulp of sweet, sweet Jagermeister.

Is confidence really all about perception? Is anyone ever as confident as they seem? Is everyone just employing the fake-it-til-you-make-it strategy? And has anyone ever made it?

Am I the only one that thinks like this? Does any of this cross anyone else's mind, or do I just need to drink more to drown out the little voices in my head?

Sneaky Little Fruit

Oranges are a very deceptive fruit. In fact, I think they are the only deceptive fruit. Case in point: this morning, I grabbed what I would consider to be a fairly large orange from the refrigerator on my way to work. By fairly large, I would estimate it to be about 3.5-4 inches in diameter. Yummy...what a great breakfast! Not so fast, my friends. Once I discarded the vitamin-laden peel, I was left with a small, some might say, puny orange that was little bigger than a nectarine. Why, I ask? Why, dear purveyor of Vitamin C? Why must you torment your faithful followers? Behold the apple. Or the banana. Or the peach. There is nothing deceptive about these fruits. What you see is what you get. I wish the orange would take a cue from these honest and tasty fruits.