Talking to Myself

Stream of conscious.... here we go

I often talk to myself. Seriously. And the reason is simple: I often have the answer to my own question or problem (whether I follow it or not is a whole 'nother story). Thus, while in the shower I will literally talk the problem out. It seems quite insane but it works for me. And the solution I derive is often elegant and simple.

However, there is a second reason I do this. If I have to get something off my chest, I know that talking to myself about it will keep it between me and myself. When I have the urge to confess, I need discretion. I do not like a whole rack of folk knowing every dirty little secret. I have done things I am not proud of. Yet lately, it seems the the only way to find absolution is to talk it out to myself. So between shampooing my hair and exfoliating, I talk everything out. In the shower. Between my Kanye-sized ego and myself.

Until I find a better, more intelligent counselour, that is what I am sticking with.



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