This morning, the gals of This is Us were discussing Emmy’s dress options and I just sort of froze and crawled inside of myself. I’ve ordered a few to try, but mostly I feel just an absurd amount of dread: that I will either try too hard or not try hard enough, that I will spend an absurd amount of money to look at my pictures and see a little girl trying too hard, that I will hate my pictures and feel like I ruined an incredible life moment by trying too hard or not hard enough, that my gut will press out of whatever overpriced thing I procure, and also that a dress is in fact equal in price to a dining room table which we definitely need. I’m hereby taking a moment to set aside said dread, and focus on what is actually happening: A SHOW THAT I WORK ON IS NOMINATED FOR AN EMMMY, AND SO, I AM GOING TO THE EMMY’s. Regardless of what I wear, I will be there, and that, in itself, considering my beginnings writing poems under my bed, is, and always will be, enough. OKAY BACK TO WORRYING ABOUT DRESSES.