So when I was in second grade, we went on this field trip to this weird museum and I wish I knew what it was called, but I have a feeling that if I describe it enough, somebody who’s lived in Michigan their whole life will know what I’m talking about. But it’s this museum where the basement is a whole town and it’s a very mid-western town, you walk through and it’s all these little storefronts and it’s very quaint and cute and it’s fairly big for being a town-based basement in a museum, like it’s a very strange experience. So we were there in second grade and the upstairs had this rock-climbing wall. And there was also a bunch of — there was a Warheads, like, dispenser, little candy dispensers up there too. And so, you know, my classmates were all surrounded by the — we were all surrounding this Warheads candy machine and we’re getting just an outrageous amount of them. And all of a sudden, I hear this bang and I turn around a kid in my class was climbing up the rock-climbing wall and had absolutely ate it, like slipped and hit his head on the rock-climbing wall and fell all the way down to the ground and he wasn’t that far up, but it was still a fairly big fall. And I just remembered looking over and seeing he had hit his head and so he was bleeding, like he had a huge nosebleed. And I remember looking over the rock-climbing wall and it’s covered in blood from where he landed. I shouldn’t be laughing but it’s like it’s so traumatic for me. Like I literally thought, I think everybody in my class screamed. And my mom was supervising the field trip, so I ran back to her, and I was like, “Oh my God,” and then everyone got to leave class early and they had to close down the museum. Or at least that part of them museum for the rest of the time that we were there at least, to clean it. But yeah, it was definitely a museum experience that left an impression on me.