Seeing the world through cloud-colored glasses doesn't have to be a bad thing.
Man, if I've got a bowl of noodles, you could plunk me on a cloud surrounded by stars with faces and even balance a little yellow baby thing on my head and I probably wouldn't notice. I love noodles that much. Just as long as you keep them coming.
Can this please be a stack of boxes that I can put things in? I'll even deal with the fact that it says Olivia on it. When I was a little kid I always wanted the name Olivia. It was exotic and exciting. I'll just take a cake like this please. Thanks.