There is a war going on inside me. I'm in the moment, standing face-to-face with someone, and I know I need to speak. It should be simple; it should be harmless. Instead, my head and heart are raging against one another. "Just say it Cam. It's so simple. What do you think about Jesus?" I'm pumping myself up in my head. On the other hand, the introvert inside me is yelling, "No! Keep quiet! Don't risk the awkwardness!" By the time the inner dialogue has happened, the moment has passed.