Imposter

I came to Nashville with three songs to record. I am going home with five.

Then again, I’m co-writing with two fellow songwriters tomorrow that I’ve never met. So, there may be six.

Do you know how weird it is for me to say “fellow songwriters”? I still feel like an imposter in this world, but they keep reassuring me that I am contributing.

I called my bestie tonight from my motel room to tell her how excited I was about how my week has gone.

As an aside, I told her how proud I was of myself for not buying any more of these ice-cream bars I discovered on my first day here.

Not an hour later, I was zipping off to the store…I see I really stuck to my guns on that one.