I found a trick to enter a cold pool.
Just don't stop. Once you move towards the pool, don't stop your motion.
Snap your fingers, and next thing you know, you're in.
Next best is jumping in.
The worst is "easing in", which makes the process 10x harder under a false guise of "ease."
*From water, shouts to Steve, who's ankle-deep* "Not so easy now, huh!"
Bravery isn't the absence of fear.
Bravery is moving in the presence of fear.
The fear is the fun.
The fear proves you are alive. That you have something to live for.
In that sense, it's not a bug, it's a feature.
Sorry fear, I'm getting in the pool. Because the pool makes me feel alive.
You'd hate to be one of those people who sits on a lounge chair their whole life. Eventually, you'll have to create reasons why the pool is bad. Only greedy people get in the pool! How arrogant, to get in the pool! Those arrogant fucks!
Sorry, pool lounger, that's your fear projecting onto the pool splashers.
Bravery isn't the absence of fear, it's moving despite the fear.
The trick is fluid motion.
What I'm Watching
The Defiant Ones.
A 4-part HBO documentary series about Jimmy Iovine, Dr. Dre, and the early days of hip hop.
Quote I'm Pondering
"In the process of meditation, you stop valuing and putting a price on all the various things that you could be aware of. You stop thinking, and you are simply aware. And it suddenly strikes you, then, that everything is equally important."
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