After Connie said my inner child needs to grow up, I put on a pink kids shirt, with hearts; pink mary Jane crocs; a sunflower ring that spins like a toy in a cracker jack box from the 60s; pink care bear shimmering lip gloss; and played the song, Playground in My Mind, on my phone. I wish that I would have had a lollipop to complete the picture.
What is the point of an inner child if you demand that it grow up? I can't find the spinny ring, the care bear lip gloss, or my phone lanyard (which was last seen hanging from my doorknob). I have actually already replaced my lanyard.
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