Little known secret: I sometimes do things just to
prove to myself that I can. For example, one time in college, I snuck out after
curfew and coated the security guy’s windshield with dawn dish soap just to see
if I could get away with it.
Think about how funny that is. Wiper fluid plus dish
soap. It takes FOREVER to clean off.
It was a really elaborate plan. I had partners in
crime. (Somebody had to get him out of his car) And guess what? We soooooo got
away with it. Because there were no security cameras.
But anyway, I’m a fan of exposure therapy. And by
fan I really mean, I love it like Lady Gaga loves minor chords and I hate it
like cats hate water. I love it in theory and I practice it as much as
possible. One day I shall conquer my fear of heights by skydiving. One day.
But here’s where it gets hairy.