As I headed toward the entrance, head down and slump-shouldered, to attend a real sex education class, I searched for the words and the nerve to announce myself to the receptionist.
I haven't been that "me" for many years (as I grew up caller-ids replaced the need to announce myself to my friends and 'Katherine' became a necessary introduction to the rest of the world), but I thought about that old phrase when I listened to Erin Schick recite her poem, "Honest Speech".
First off, I would like to say that when the nominations were announced, myself and Kaytranada were honoured.
"I can do this," I said to the nurses watching me, lying as I announced myself as the "respiratory therapist".
I announced myself and where I was going, and asked if he needed me to sign in or furnish identification.
I announced myself and he popped out of bed.
I used the bike to stay fit, but by the time my ears were given the all clear I was racing and winning the Europeans and well on the way to announcing myself within the cycling world.
With heavy feet I scuffed up the wooden stairs to the porch, announcing myself on the planks.
"Oh great, another zombie game has been announced," I thought to myself every few months; "why can't we just kill them all off?" Well, you can't kill what's already dead, so the zombies just keep coming, and like the viruses that often cause the infected to turn, they keep spreading.
Is it because I am too scared to put myself out there, to announce to the world, however subtly, that I am not afraid to make more money?
