Sometimes I feel like I'm just a venue for linking to Hyperbole and a Half and I'm SO fine with it. She's hilarious! Her latest post deals with the trauma of learning how to ride a bike. While (thankfully) I never experienced her repeated crashes, I did use training wheels until I was nine years old because I'm that awesome and super paranoid about getting hurt.
Then again, when I was six, I had my dog Harry pull me around on roller blades and he was insane, so why I chose to trust him over my own balance is beyond me.
Then again then again, when I was five, I fell off a slide because I tried to go down sideways, so I trusting my dog over my own balance probably was the safer choice.
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