The Huffington Post -
22 Aug 2014 23:22

A cold sweat pricked its way up the back of my spine. My mouth went dry as I tried to breathe into the fear and keep my panic down. Though I knew that I wasn't in mortal danger, a rising tide of anxiety threatened to engulf me. I slid my portfolio of new work to the woman across the table. She picked the prints up slowly, letting her gaze linger on them for a moment. Then she looked me directly in the eye. A buzzing in my ears started to drown out the rest of the sound in the room. I felt as tho...
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