nervous little blog post.

I have signed up to perform in the open mike night at this coffee shop I'm currently in. Open mike is tonight. It's going on right now. A girl is singing country songs.
I'll probably just play 2 or 3 silly songs.
Incidentally, I've performed a lot before, but never with a guitar in a coffeeshop. On stage, yeah. Reciting Shakespeare, yeah. Fumbling on a piano, yeah. But never with a guitar in a coffeeshop.

I usually get a little itty-bitty bit nervous before I perform in those things I'm good at. This usually evidences itself in a slightly altered breathing pattern, which makes me to yawn a lot.

But for whatever reason, right now I am racked with extreme physical nervousness. My hands are painfully cold, my jaw is clenched, and not only are my legs bouncing up and down, but the muscles in my legs are undulating like some kind of animate gelatin from tension. It really is bizarre to feel.

And it's not like this coffeeshop is packed with people I'm dying to impress. Who knows what it is.

Is it because I never play the guitar but in jest in front of people with whom I'm comfortable?
Is it because my performance will probably bore other human beings?
Is it because I have a secret desire to inspire love and adoration in the baristas by my singing?
That must be it. I'll just have to mention this to everybody.