A silent roar that spreads like a virus, In close proximity to a pause in consciousness

A city in Alaska. If you know, then you know it’s not you know.

I can take you higher without using stairs. You might do me when you’re scared or excited. You see me in sports, in games, and on trampolines. What am I?

I arrive when school is done, a gift wrapped up in dread. I steal your night, I grow if ignored, and chase you into bed, and no, your dog did not eat me that trick is old and dead.

Right after the daily grind, With lower prices, I am designed. People gather for a toast or two, Before they bid the work day adieu. Remember to tip your bartender well, They have more booze and wine to sell What am I?