Of course I have misgivings, which I'm going to confide to the ethersphere in an attempt to exorcise them. My biggest fear is that this will lead to nothing; or worse, some other opportunity will come along while I've committed myself to this one and I'll have to pass on it. Or at least make a choice. I kind of hate making choices, especially when one side of the choice is "money and dullness" and the other side is "fun and poverty."
- This internship will lead to nothing, and will be an interesting but useless interlude.
- The awkwardness will never wear off; I'll be the 37-year-old unpaid make-work-er for eight uncomfortable weeks. Oh, hai. What do you have for me to do toDAY?
- The end will feel like the end of my last job before this one: I'll feel disappointed and not-chosen.
- I won't make connections, either for myself or others.
- I won't have any ideas; I'll just come in every day and sit obediently at my desk, and never do anything beyond what's asked of me.
- I'll have great ideas, but they won't catch fire: I won't be able to do anything with them, or convince others to pursue them (this is one of my life patterns. A BAD one, obv.)