I am a tremendously arrogant man. All day, nearly every day, I converse with people about subjects I know deeply and love deeply. I stand in front of a class full of twenty two people and state, "if you know what you want to say, I can help you say it. If you know who you want to say it to, I can help you sell it."
And I am at a loss.
I feel like a man who was hiding a monster under his bed and forgot about it. Then one night, he fell asleep while eating friend chicken, and a drumstick rolled within reach of a scaly claw.
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