i'm the expert and i'm terrified, both at the same time. he'll figure it out faster, of course, he always does... but maybe this time i'll have a head start. maybe this time the espresso will work. That tightrope walk of knowing just enough to be dangerous, and hoping the illusion holds a little longer. It's a funny kind of vulnerability, being the 'expert' but still feeling like you're constantly just one step ahead of being found out. I guess that's where the real learning happens, right on the edge of that precipice.