It is Sunday night and I am listening to “the sounds of Saturn”, a 30 minute video at YouTube, for some background noise while I write. Doing stellar? I hope so, we hope so.
I made several attempts this morning at writing here but all were unsuccessful. I am tiring, Kiddo. I gave up on learning any more, too much information as it is, and whatever is left can be told later. My Mother swears that I am ready, now to convince myself that. I have already seen how things will look to me physically, and they look dreamy, as if “digitized”. The air will also smell differently. I do know my voice will sound unbelievable. I am told that I need to be as quiet as possible if CJ should re-enter in the basement, meaning not to speak indoors or close by outside. I can do that.
My vocal chords will have a lot of electricity running through them when I speak, causing them to become extra taut, giving off that “pwangy” echo at certain times. And the voice is loud.
I am told that my voice will be the immediate “attention getter”, so to speak, for people do not sound as I do, Kiddo, and I will need to keep quiet until I have some time to learn to control it. It is loud, Honey, freakin’ loud!! And don’t forget that echo-effect, Sweetheart. Oh that two-girl crew. They want to hear that voice of mine almost as much as I do, Kiddo, how about you? Hmm? 🙂
So what do I have left to do to finish? If I knew I would be doing it, would I not? I am afraid to ask anymore thanks to Aurem. Holy shit, Kiddo, she was beginning to drive Daddio out of his mind with “almost” and “soon” hundreds of times per day. Now I don’t want to hear it. I want to hear either Carol Jacobsen or Hera tell me “internally” to “hang on, here we go”, or something to that effect. Something, yes?
I don’t know. I am going to stop here for tonight and post this as is. I am losing interest in all this, Kiddo, I do know that. We’ll see what happens I guess. Anywho, enjoy your night, and be safe.
Pleasant dreams, Sweetheart.
xo xo xo