I have a thing with words--always have. Ask my sister, my brother, my daughter, my husband, heck, just ask anybody who has ever experienced the extreme challenge of listening to me talk. On the plus side, I could talk my way out of steel trunk 200 miles under the sea. The downside is that my obsession with the expression of things--emotions, descriptions, human tendencies--causes me to miss out on quite a bit of the actual moments that, in coming together, comprise life.
Oh, sure, I can explain it all to you later but for now just ignore that glossy, vacant look in my eye.
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