To be scared and to be nervous are two completely different emotions. You approached me the first time this year and questioned if I was scared. Scared of what? Your presence? Or what you’re going to do? Or just the plain fact that you magically popped out of nowhere. I replayed the scene over and over and wondered if I was truly scared.

Then I realized that I wasn’t. I was anxious instead.

Psh. Way to keep a break.