I dreamt my daughter was talking to me last night, telling me about how weird it felt to be growing her teeth. Probably due to me watching videos of her looking cute and biting her hand with her new teeth. She can't talk yet though to tell me about it.
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.
