1 out of every 8 Americans is afraid of flying.
Most of them don't have feathers.
Also, I watched this movie called 'Rio'.
The protagonist of the movie, a loser bird who walked everywhere because he didn't know how to fly, sort of stole my mantra half way through the movie and somehow managed to use it to become the hero, get the girl AND beat up the bad guy.
I couldn't believe my mantra was that cool.
I also couldn't believe that a loser bird stole it and became a not-so-loser bird.
It's okay, I'll forgive him. I'm altruistic like that.
Now that we've established that I'm Mother Teresa reincarnated and everyone has finished applauding (If you haven't, STOP, you're overdoing it now), without further ado, I tell to you my new mantra:
"Stop shying away from the new and potentially scary.
Dive in, believing you can face it even if you
know feel you can't.
If it doesn't kill you, you don't kill yourself and you resist the urge to kill someone else, it'll only make you stronger"