N is for Nervous #atozchallenge

I’m a nervous kind of girl. When I was a new reader, I remember having a mild freakout before each reading. That my readings were going to suck, and none of them would be accurate, and the client was going to rise up out of their seat and point at me, shouting, “J’accuse! Shenanigans!” I swear to god, every time. I had to call my friend Kitten before my gigs to get talked out of my tree. It was ridiculous. This lasted until like five years ago. I still get a little nervous, but not in the same, gut punch …