flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I won’t belabor the point, because I’ve said this before. When it comes to choosing the bravest character in my cast of weirdos, Neurotic Owl will always win hands down, because he’s plagued by fears of nearly everything and still goes out and has ridiculous adventures. He may have a miserable time at the reunion or the zombie dance party, he may crash his biplane or bash himself up trying roller derby, but he tries. That’s more than I do sometimes.
Neurotic Owl, you are my Neville.