Last night, Blythe was really struggling to get to sleep. She told Kent, "I can't go to sleep. There are so many thoughts in my head. Who created everything? What pictures am I going to paint tomorrow? What am I going to do with my friends?"
Her head hamster was running. My head hamster's name is Harry, and when it is late at night and I'm trying to go to sleep and he starts running, I get fairly frustrated. Apparently Blythe feels exactly the same.
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