I had some bad shawarma the other day, and got all itchy and swollen and thought my throat was going to swell up and I would die. The next morning, I woke up not dead. My hair was messed up. My hands were still itchy. My ankles felt weird, my spine felt too curvy. I hadn’t shaved. I hadn’t changed my clothes. In the bathroom, there happens to be a mirror. I looked at myself. I was super lovely and attractive. I was colour-coordinated too. For instance, the itchy red spots on my chest matched the itchy red spots on my legs.