In 6500 B. C. , Some guy looked at his sick friend and said, "I have an idea. Why don't I drill a hole in your skull? It'll make you feel better. " And thus, surgery was born.
It takes a certain brand of crazy to come up with an idea like drilling into somebody's skull. But surgeons have always been a confident bunch.
Not bad, right? It great. We usually know what we're doing, and when we don't, we still act like we do. We walk boldly into undiscovered country, plant a flag and start ordering people around.
We like to think we're fearless, eager to explore unknown lands and soak up new experiences but the fact is, we're always terrified. Maybe the terror is part of the attraction. Some people go to horror movies. We cut things open, dive into dark waters.
I haven't slept in three days. " And at the end of the day, isn't that what you'd rather hear about if you've got one drink and one friend and 45 minutes? Smooth rides make for boring stories. A little calamity ... that's worth talking about
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