You are so young, aren’t you? And you know, right now, everything’s ahead of you. You could be anything. You could walk among the stars. They don’t actually look like that, you know; they are rather more impressive. You know, when I was little like you, I dreamt of the stars. I think it’s fair to say, in the language of your age, that I lived my dream.
I want that light projector. So bad.