Talk talkity talkie talk talk!

If anybody knows me at all, they know that I love to talk. I do. I've been teased and tormented for it, and I'm sure I've tortured people by it. That's just part of me. I like to talk, because I like people. I am an extrovert. I do not dwell on things inside very well. When I am sad or mad or down or depressed etc. I rarely keep it in for very long and someone ends up hearing my rant, complaints, story, what-have-you. Most the time I don't even know what I am talking about, but by having a listening ear or two and finding different ways to articulate what I am thinking, I figure out something I couldn't on my own inside my skull. :)

I love that I have different people to talk to about all sorts of different things. I talk to Mommy for comfort. I talk to Daddy for assurance and confirmation. I talk to Vanessa as a bosom buddy and confidant. I talk to Faith for peace. I talk to Shiloh for philosophy and conspiracies. I talk to Rachel for insights and guidance. I talk to Royal for lighthearted depth. I talk to Jenn for understanding. I talk to Holly to vent. I talk to Chase for historical, political debates. I talk to Melissa to experience an irrational high and forget all my problems.

I talk to lots or people. I talk about lots of things. I learn by talking. I'm learning how to learn by listening. I am so grateful for the people in my life that put up with my voice and pretend to listen to my absurd, non researched and work-in-progress opinions. Considering there should be a little more effort to get a thought down my neck, through my shoulders, streaming into my fingertips and type it out (instead of just the 2-4 inches to my mouth) I hope I learn to think them through a little further and they make a little more sense to my patient audience. Thank you! I love you all!!