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.