I can soar!

Only twice in my adult life did I take a trip that required getting on an airplane. I'd convinced myself that I had a paralyzing fear of flying and, like everything else I was afraid of, avoided it at all costs. But then I thought about the solutions that I had come to believe were in a bottle of alcohol and concluded that if alcohol gave me the courage to live, to dream and to love, then it could certainly give me the courage to fly as well.