I have a phobia of driving over bridges spanning water. I have to face and overcome this phobia almost every day, which keeps it tame and controllable. Even if I were completely at its mercy, though, I could manage to live a reasonably normal life and most people would probably never even know I had a phobia.
Other people are not so fortunate.
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2 comments:
Have you forgotten the lessons on what to do if your bridge fails?
Roll down the window, open the door, and swim to the surface! And DON'T try to save the laptop!
I do need to get a little hammer, though, because my phat ride has electric windows.
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