Whenever I tested a notion that seemed unlikely, such as the idea someone besides a family member would know when and how to wait until I was asleep to come swap a tooth for a quarter, I had more faith in the outcome. Plucking that tooth and laying it by in secret, I thought, I got y'all here. No more bullshit. That guess came true through a likely outcome. I'm that good.
It wasn't the same when I tested a scientific notion, like gravity. For my 5th birthday, an uncle gave me a Batman costume. He thought I'd be lit by it. I was. And he thought it would make a great picture. It did. But he didn't know I'd climb the antenna pole onto the roof, looking for a good spot to jump. You wear a cape, you fly. Right? But I'd fallen before and knew falling could mess me up. So I found the corner of the roof closest to the ground and jumped there. I leapt out, gripping the cape wide, and thought oh shit. Get ready to hit. The ground knocked my breath out. I crawled under the eave and hunkered until I could stand and go in the house. I'm that good.
Maybe if I really believed, if gravity be damned, I'm taking flight, was the only thought in my head, I would have done the seemingly impossible. I would have beaten the odds and performed true magic. From there, who knows what I would've done. Cured cancer, ended starvation, told people to be nicer, made love to Raquel Welch. Surely something noble. I was such an idiot back then.
It wasn't the same when I tested a scientific notion, like gravity. For my 5th birthday, an uncle gave me a Batman costume. He thought I'd be lit by it. I was. And he thought it would make a great picture. It did. But he didn't know I'd climb the antenna pole onto the roof, looking for a good spot to jump. You wear a cape, you fly. Right? But I'd fallen before and knew falling could mess me up. So I found the corner of the roof closest to the ground and jumped there. I leapt out, gripping the cape wide, and thought oh shit. Get ready to hit. The ground knocked my breath out. I crawled under the eave and hunkered until I could stand and go in the house. I'm that good.
Maybe if I really believed, if gravity be damned, I'm taking flight, was the only thought in my head, I would have done the seemingly impossible. I would have beaten the odds and performed true magic. From there, who knows what I would've done. Cured cancer, ended starvation, told people to be nicer, made love to Raquel Welch. Surely something noble. I was such an idiot back then.