And the palm sweat begins.

 I have always been a writer. My grandmother was a writer. I was thinking today about starting a blog, just to share things with the world. Maybe I will make someone laugh today, people generally laugh at the ridiculous shit that comes flying from between my lips. But then I felt apprehension. What if my grammar isn't proper and I don't notice and then I publish my blog post and someone sees a stupid mistake and then thinks I'm stupid too?  I have always been afraid of what others think so this blog represents my fear of being judged. The fact that when I am done typing I am going to click "publish post" is making my palms sweat. While my palms sweat and I read over this post 4 times to try and see what needs fixing, I remember my granny. She couldn't have cared less what people of her, she was a free spirit and a foul-mouthed old woman, so today, I am going to try and be like June Franklin and not give a fuck what you think.