I imagine it must be interesting to watch me from a distance when I’m seated by myself. Talking and listening to the voices in my head.
It’s just one voice really, with a bunch of different views and add-ons. You never answer when I ask you.
You seem to speak without speaking, a voice with no sound, just promptings towards something and I carry on this monologue that has no end and no purpose. Just me ranting about things that make no sense half the time.
I wonder, does it tire you? Or maybe it’s amusing. I like to think I’m funny so I hope you get in a good laugh or two regularly. I rarely say this but I have to hand it to you, you my friend are the real mvp.
Sorry that I don’t listen to you but you knew what you were signing up for when you agreed to be my Guardian Angel. You can’t undo that now, we’re stuck for life and you have to get me out of dicey situations because if I don’t put you there, who will?
I guess the point of this rant was to say that I hear your voice non-voice and I’m glad that it’s there. At least I know I’m still sane and there’s hope for me yet when I hear it.
Kassy_Lu