Monday, March 10, 2008

Voiceless

I lost my voice yesterday and I can't remember where I put it. The weird thing is, I think I can still talk and then I open my mouth and this hoarse croaking whisper comes out. No matter how hard I try to speak, it doesn't make any difference. When I manage to get a word out it sounds like I have important secrets to impart and it is strange when people reply in a normal tone of voice. I know when other people have lost their voice I always feel tempted to whisper when I speak to them - in solidarity or just because it sounds plain weird talking normaly while they speak quietly, I don't know. I hope my voice comes back soon. I hope there isn't a deeper reason why it is has left me - like a message that I should be silenced or that it has found a big black horse and a cherry tree it would rather be with. Ok, altogether now - whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

poor inkpot- hope your voice is happy with the piebald horse and the almond tree but decides to return to you

Anonymous said...

poor inkpot- hope your voice is happy with the piebald horse and the almond tree but decides to return to you

Inkpot said...

I think my voice might be happy with the piebald horse and the almond tree and might not come back ever. I might even join it! Thanks for the comment anon

Mango said...

I'd love an almond tree ...