Now there’s jitters

I suppose I have mostly recovered from last night’s particularly bad “I hate me” attack, but now I have butterflies. I phone interview soon, and I want to be good enough, and I want them to be good enough. Both sides of the equation must be equal. Or it’s one of those logic problems: If A and B then C. If they like me, if I like them, then we’ll get together. I’m nervous for both going according to plan. Or for a total backfire because they’re awfully far away. I don’t know what I want from this exactly, except magic. My life needs more magic. I must need to find a Wiccan.