I didn’t mention to her my paralysing fear of talking to people; she wouldn’t have understood me.
To my mind, the idea of generating ideas for a business, for finding a gap in the market and then demonstrating that it is possible to exploit that gap for financial gain, is akin to magic.
I find it odd that the precise moment I am in most need of my full faculties for self-promotion and pushing myself forward, I am at the lowest ebb of confidence in my own abilities.
Paris is a question I simply do not know how to pose. Grime and gold; reality and perception; vaping shops and tourist tat.
Is it a bad thing that I am participating in this process, even though I now know that I realistically do not want the job, even if offered it?
If you find yourself listening to the words which someone has used, and saying “obviously, what they meant was…”, chances are that you did not listen to what they said.
Full disclosure: I am an incredibly angry person, but that does not mean that I hate. The two are too often conflated.