outside of the 2-3.

this little world needs not much more to be a completely perfect world.

public speaking. its a class im taking right now. one of the many foundation and or general study courses i must complete at scad, but one of the few of those courses still remaining on my list of to dos. an established fact is that the number one fear of people is public speaking.

i rode my bike to class today (and bare with me this does connect) and i arrived early so i went and sat in the square at the end of bay street and though about what makes me fear public speaking. it is not the speaking or the watchful eyes of the audience. it is the making a fool of myself that terrifies me. a snowball of sorts. i may forget my line, my lip will tremble i turn bright red i shake so much my voice reverberates as it escapes me. then in the moment the perception of myself in the eyes of others has changed forever. i fear this most because i fear this most in anything whether in front of people or just simply in class. i panic easily and while most of the time i can hide it, it does escape and those closest to me know that. but my point to all of this is that people do not fear speaking. people fear their own greatest fears inside of them. they fear that they may be an outcast or not accepted by the vast majority of the population. the truth is, outside of the 2-3 people you hold closest no one cares. yes i still remember the girl who cried during every speech and i remember feeling for her and feeling nothing else. i forgot who she was and cant remember her name now and everything she feared is long gone from that time. who needs the rest of the world when you have the ones around you? i mean we were only born with two hands so find a couple friends and keep moving.

tim.