I hear voices. All. The. Time. These voices are always kind, always sympathetic, but most of all they are loud. My friend Amy calls it “the nice lady,” but I think about the voice more like a kindly
grandparent who not just understands excuses but actively supplies excuses. “Why don’t you check your phone, dear?” “You look tired, you should lay down on the couch.” “You haven’t eaten yet, have breakfast/lunch/dinner/ice cream…” The voices don’t like discomfort and will give me all the reasons why not to. The constant mantra of these voices is LATER. My guess is
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