I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. that top performer list. that lunch. the meeting that actually went well. they're going to find out I don't know something. and then what? the silence after… that's the real fear. not the question, the silence after I can't answer. like I'm building a castle out of sand. and the tide is coming in. but… what if it isn't? what if the tide just… stays out? maybe. just maybe.