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if my head weren't attached i'd lose it in seconds. no. milliseconds. my head is more like a beautiful bouquet of balloons i hold tightly with both hands when i'm doing too good i get so excited that WHOOPS! i let them all go. and then i'm jumping like a ******* idiot trying to gather them all. but they float away fast and i'm still jumping while others tell me, "it's okay, they always come back... well, after you f i n a l l y calm down." but i can't calm down i lost my balloons. of course, eventually, they do come down. deflated and strings tangled (or missing) i gather them try to untangle and repair them and hold on tightly with both hands once again.
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 7:42 PM UTC
losing my balloons
if my head weren't attached i'd lose it in seconds. no. milliseconds. my head is more like a beautiful bouquet of balloons i hold tightly with both hands when i'm doing too good i get so excited that WHOOPS! i let them all go. and then i'm jumping like a ******* idiot trying to gather them all. but they float away fast and i'm still jumping while others tell me, "it's okay, they always come back... well, after you f i n a l l y calm down." but i can't calm down i lost my balloons. of course, eventually, they do come down. deflated and strings tangled (or missing) i gather them try to untangle and repair them and hold on tightly with both hands once again.
NaPoWriMo day 3 - 040319 ya know, when you frequently lose your **** it takes a minute to come back down to Earth, regroup and try again.
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 7:42 PM UTC
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