SAFE MODE

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I watched the do***entary "I Am" which for the first time got me seriously considering having a kid.

Then I hung out at my friend's place, whose 5-year old daughter proceeded to listen to Kelly Clarkson's heartbeat song on loop for six hours, all the while managing to incessantly ask us questions and narrate her every thought until she ran out of things to say, at which point she began speaking in gibberish syllables, and when I asked why, she admitted just liking to hear the sound of her own voice.

I'm back to normal.