Now, why can't I do that with my thoughts? Release them like those millions of balloons being released around the Eiffel Tower. What am I saying? It's not like my thoughts are as pretty as those pink balloons. Neither is the scenery around me as legendary as the Eiffel Tower. Productivity, that's what I need. Hmmm... Tell me again why my brain functions so uncontrollably?
Someone has got to make a move. I'm stalling, you're stalling. It seems like everyone's stalling. I 'dare you to move!' Like, now. Beautiful song, this one. :) I'm done speaking now.
Mom, help me move, okay? :)

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