Have you asked?

Heart hammering against my chest like a tiny angry imprisoned imp.

Heat rising through my face like a volcano preparing to burst.

Prickles on my arms and needles in my feet.

You’d think I was about to do a skydive or something, right?

Wrong.

I was about to…

…ask for something I wanted.

Isn’t it crazy? Something that presents no physical danger can produce a “your hair’s on fire” fight or flight reaction.

In this case, I was in an airport checking into my flight to Canada — and I asked if I could be upgraded to first class.

I explained that I was doing a thing where I asked for things, even if it’s scary. The woman behind the counter smiled at me and checked — but my flight was oversubscribed so the answer was no.

But guess what?

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