0 perfection

when i presented at my first conference (the giant conference in texas where my panel was attended by three people), i was so concerned about perfection.

the perfect paper, perfect delivery, perfect outfit, perfect hair, perfect jaunty lean against the desk as i presented. i carried my talk in a folder in a briefcase.

today, nearly five years to the day, i am presenting at a conference.

the paper is wacky, folded in half, and shoved in a bag. my tights are ripped, and my primary concern is whether there will be enough coffee in the day and what i will be having for dinner.