I think I'm finally at the point in my life where the uncomfortable fog over my thoughts has lifted and I'm able to look ahead and think clearly. I have goals. I have to-do lists. I have a pro-con list as well (thanks, Rory Gilmore). I don't mind telling others exactly what I think -- for better or for worse. I enjoy having conversations with friends and acquaintances where we share our everyday struggles, our dreams, our thoughts for the future.
But sometimes in saying these thoughts out loud -- and everything else in between -- my words get stuck. The thoughts are racing around and around in my head clear as the crisp blue sky in wintry New York, but the words spoken aloud are as jumbled as the snowflakes flying around in a blizzard.
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