i put a stool on the floor, and then another one on top of it (because i’m really small). i stand on the stools, only trembling slightly. slowly, i begin to gather attention. heads turn, and conversations die. finally, when complete silence has fallen, i raise my voice and say: “i really fucking love danger days with all my heart“. some cheers, some boos, some signs of indifference ensue. they are unsure what to do with this information. but i am not done yet. my breath hitches in my throat as i speak again and add: “but i also really fucking love three cheers with all my heart“ the people go rigid. wild. disbelief, astonishment, and outrage flare through the room like waves. alarm sirens go off somewhere. at least two windows shatter. everyone flips it. nobody notices me ascending from the chaos to a higher plane of existence.