I hear a voice in my head. Do you?
Saturday I had a little melt down. I ended up spending about 3 hours alone, walking, listening to my mp3.
I discovered that the reason I had the meltdown was that my alone time had vanished. With my husband home recouperating and my father-in-law here to help out, I no longer had my quiet time. And I literally mean my quiet time.
I am not used to hearing the television on all day. Or voices constantly talking. Except for maybe the voice in my head (there is only one at the moment), I am used to bouts of silence.
So on Saturday, I walked. I had Rascal Flatts blaring in my ear, I Melt played over and over again in my own version of meditation. I just needed to tune everything else out so I could focus again on the voice in my head.
Writing helps me listen to her. As does silence. I've discovered that I like the voice in my head. I like what she has to say. She keeps me sane.
And she's awfully smart.
I hear my voice. Do you hear yours?
2 comments:
Good ramblings.
Keep posting good ones !
Especially the three wishes is a mind wracking one !
As I get older I like her more and more and hear her more too! I know what you mean. You soooo don't strike me as a country girl!
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