It may trigger an artalanche.

( TOO LATE )

Maybe it's that sensation of running down a hill carrying twelve teacups and needing to drink from each one at a specific time, and if I don't, I'll drop a cup, or miss a drink, or trip entirely and fling tea everywhere.

Odd.

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