I’m in one of those meetings where EVERYONE has to have their say. My mind is being assaulted by “To piggyback off of that…” and “Going back to his point…” and “Oh and more thing,” So on and so forth. A spike is being driven into my psyche; the only person I can empathize with at this point is Han in Empire when Vader’s torturing him with sparks to the face. Open my eReader. Magic flash. Suddenly I spot the Bat-glider on auto pilot flying by. I leap from my seat and I’m sprinting; my face ducks into my elbow as I crash out the tenth story window and launch myself into the open skies…and grab hold of the glider. As I fly off I see the people in the meeting staring at me in astonishment. “Piggyback off of THIS!” I throw ’em the finger and disappear over the horizon, laughing in wild delirium.