I was a handicapped child.
I watched peter pan over and over again, studying, taking notes, everything he did. Why?
forget you, I wanna fly that's why.
So a week of studying a child's cartoon later, I sprinkled 'fairy dust' on myself, "believed", yada yada yada, then jumped off the roof of my playhouse, 10 ft off the ground. As a fail safe I put cardboard beneath me, so if I didn't believe well enough the cardboard would catch my fall.
Then, since that fatefull day, I fly to work.
swag