Paul is nervous

Damn why do I have to present?

The thought of presenting is nerve wracking.

I’ll forget all that I know.

The sweaty forehead and dry mouth are the worst.

The delivery and the way I picture it is always drastically different.

Mumbling and fumbling around.

I try to ignore all the staring but it’s my perceived vulnerability that is being violated.

You can have all the knowledge in the world but if you can’t communicate it is worthless.

Sort of like real life I supposed.

You think it will get easier but the time just exposes your flaws even more.

Paul is not only nervous.

Paul is completely helpless.

Unfortunately no one will ever truly know.