Every Day is Your Big Audition

“Next!” I remember my worst audition.

I flew all the way to the Big Apple for it. I borrowed a way-better-than-my-best outfit for it. I gave my all for it. The critics gave me 15 seconds.

“Next!” A disenchanted shout from the dark. I was devastated.

That abrupt rejection caught me enough off guard to shift my perspective. I realized I was treating the audition as a rarefied moment, rather than a way of being. I was bringing my best, but only in small bursts. I decided if I cared enough to fly across the country and get rebuffed, I cared enough to go back home and get it right.
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