One day, in the morning, not the afternoon, I was eating cheese. When I finished my block of cheese I noticed that there was an interesting amount of wind outside and I thought to myself, "Self, let us harness this power." So as I wrote down my many ideas of how to harness the power, one sprang out off of the paper and said "Use me!". It was my idea to harness wind with wind. I decided to blow up 6 balloons, 3 pink, 3 purple. I would travel the world, literally wherever the wind took me, because, if you were paying attention, it would be wind that was filling my balloons, and wind that was carrying me around. So blew up the balloons and stepped outside of my adobe home and I closed my eyes and counted. As I reached around 6,579 I began to question my plan. Something told me that patients was the way I was going to get through this, but something else told me that my legs were tired. So I went inside and got my blanket and pillow, just in case I was going to have to pull an all-nighter. I also put my pajamas on, because I like them. I arrived back in my spot and continued counting. At this point I had become quite discouraged, and decided to lay down and have a rest. I had called in and quit my job, figuring I wouldn't need money anymore as I would be half way around the world by the time they played the message on the answering machine. Unfortunately, reality began to set in. As I hit this reality like truck coming the opposite way, I gave it one last shot and stood my toes up. No Dice.

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Galen over 11 years ago

Apparently you can't do quite everything you set your mind to. But A for effort :P You write with strong voice.

Gone Awry over 11 years ago

Wow. Very intuitive. Maybe you need more balloons? ;)

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drama A day in the life dromedy

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flying life desperation Reality High

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