Thinking Too Much?
It was my own heavy sigh that startled me. Until that moment I wasn't fully aware that I was literally having an imaginary back and forth conversation with this other person. I was far too busy saying what I felt needed to be said. Someone needed to tell this person how the cow eats the cabbage and I had apparently nominated myself for the job.
Without Me He Won’t
Sometimes I throw up word pictures on my Instagram, which is synced to my Twitter, which is tied to my Facebook (and am I the only one thinking about the hip bone connected to the thigh bone?). These takeaway thoughts are always pulled straight from what's going on in my own life. Meaning, I'm "preaching" to myself first, and then to anyone listening out there