There is something about doing something the first time that's scary. It's special, but there is the fear and hub-bub about doing it for the first time. If you do it a second time, it is no less special, just different. If you do it a third, fourth, fifth, etc time, I'm sure that they become both a mix of the familiar and frightening.
Today I ate deep fried pie for the first time. I fear the pie no longer. Here's to eating DFP the nth time.
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