“[People] are moved by two levers only: fear and self interest.” Napoleon
Last night I overcame a major fear of mine. in Hermès boots. I rode on an upside down ride thing, aka the Ring of Fire at the shitty carnival by my apartment. Granted I had a full on panic attack beforehand, there were tears, and 30 min of post ride headache/nausea, it was
semi totally worth it. After twenty faux years I can actually say I’ve overcome a major phobia. I feel like Peter Pan. Or Napoleon. Ready to take out on the world. of crappy carnivals. And although I’m not going to (nor will I ask anyone to shave my head post mortem)– I may launch a full scale attack on the many remaning fears I have. You should try it. It’s totally fucked up liberating.
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