Talking To Myself

Do you use contractions? Don’t, I’m, can’t or whatever is used to slim down the language. I have found them to be … well just not nice. I prefer Do Not, I am, Cannot, and so forth. Now I expect that I am making some changes to my spoken language. But it is something to do with being more formal. I do not know. Thoughts?

But look, you can ignore the prior paragraph. It is part of my long-held habit of talking to myself. Which I do on paper and all sorts of other forms in other places.

When I was driving back and forth to visit my parents, this was a four hour drive through rural Idaho (perhaps describing Idaho as rural is a bit redundant) (travel more than 30 minutes in Idaho you were in rural country, at least in the 70s) and out of range of radio for a car radio and 8 Track placers were, well I had listened to what I had too much, I would talk to myself.

Subjects would include life in college and maybe alternate ways were to be considered. Spend your money on getting a pilot’s license or getting out of the country, or working in the woods as a cook, did that actually happen to people outside of Tangled Up In Blue words?

Another subject was having Hodgkin’s Disease because they did not want to use the word cancer even though people with it would hear that word soon enough. There was a lot to say, but only myself to listen. At that time that was a good enough thing. Since the time in which I would believe doctors and consider myself cured was still nine or ten years off into the future.

And now here I am, using paper and Daniel’s reposting of whatever I have typed as a place to give me some voice. Every day I can come up with something to type and get it to him.

Thank you, Daniel.

— MichaelRpdx :: rkmm

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