If we spoke to others the way we speak to ourselves, our calendars would clear up pretty quickly. If we dare say out loud all the words we routinely mutter within, we’d show up no different than a poor barking bum on the B train. This voice, bouncing off the blunt
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If we spoke to others the way we speak to ourselves, our calendars would clear up pretty quickly. If we dare say out loud all the words we routinely mutter within, we’d show up no different than a poor barking bum on the B train. This voice, bouncing off the blunt