Talk Is Not Cheap

Flat. Hollow. Irritating. As if I was talking into an empty jar. That’s how I’d describe my voice. I’ve always hated it. The sound of my own voice makes me want to just run head first into a wall. But how can I hate something that’s an integral part of me? Easily. These days, I rarely listen back to podcasts or interviews where I speak. If there are others talking, I’ll just skip past my bits. But how long can I was I expecting to keep avoiding this for?

Face Time

Ok, it’s hit me. The magnitude of what I’m about to do has finally hit me after months of being so bogged down with work, Boomer having surgery but then becoming really ill & various non-work related stresses. But there are no more distractions now. Tomorrow I will be having my facial surgery.