The past twelve months must have been my quietest year. Living on my own, in a quiet little town, has given me the most solitude I've ever experienced. There are times when I don't even realize how long I've been silent until I attempt to speak. The first few words sound slurred and strange as my tongue loosens up and I clear my raspy voice.
Come to think of it, I haven't said anything for about twelve hours now and haven't really had the nagging urge to talk with anybody else. That doesn't seem right.
I'll be heading to work in a few minutes and will be making a quick coffee stop. What will the first words out of my mouth be this morning? Let's hope it's not something profound like, "Uh..."
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hopefully it will be "grande mocha malt frappuccino"! i just had that for the first time yesterday and it was divine. :)
wow, 12 hours. don't you talk to yourself? ;-)
i find that when i have gone through a quiet phase and finally talk to someone, i trip over certain words or have trouble getting words out. it's ridiculously embarrassing.
so i talk to myself every now and then to get some practice. :-P
Really? I haven't tried too many frappuccinos. I'll need to keep in mind. For the record, the first words were, "Good morning, may I have venti toffee nut latte, please?"
Hmm... if I talk to myself, it's all done internally. I do talk at the television or radio on occasion when I'm by myself. I try to keep the first few words simple to avoid tripping over them. Otherwise, it isn't a pretty sight. :P