Marla stood in her living room, hands on hips, reciting, “I am unstoppable!” Her cat, Sprocket, yawned. She tried again, louder: “I am fearless!” Sprocket batted a sock into a lamp. Marla froze. “I am calm,” she whispered. The sock flew into a picture frame. She snapped, “I am brilliant!” Sprocket leapt onto the fridge, knocking over a vase. Marla stared. “I am…” She paused. “I am a legend.” Sprocket stared back, then belched a hairball onto her yoga mat. Marla sighed. “I am…” She glanced at the chaos. “I am a legend,” she repeated, louder. Sprocket meowed. The hairball twitched. Marla blinked. “Wait. Is that…?” The hairball sprouted tiny legs and scampered away. She gaped. “I am a legend,” she said, as the hairball vaulted over the couch. Sprocket yawned again, now content on the windowsill. Marla smiled. “I am a legend,” she whispered, as the hairball performed a backflip into the toilet.”.
