Balancing Act Print Hats as the supercomputer in my

as the supercomputer in my brain whizzed through its vast database in search of some rule frowning upon the intermingling of lakes and princess dresses

People love when I bring my family with me to gigs

We'll get to that in a sec

I’m liable to rush off and accomplish a whole hell of a lot of things

You melt together and you become one

Balancing Act Print Hats as the supercomputer in mythe story How many Froot Loops can you stack on top of one another before they topple over? How tall would someones tower have to be for you to find yourself impressed? We often relish the opportunity to declare how many activities were balancing. Like a status symbol, our busyness signals our importance. We could pretend the pink ones are work responsibilities, the yellow ones are family and household chores, maybe the orange ones are volunteer