I can barely talk when it’s happening sometimes.
I might manage to get a little squeak out but ,if I somehow manage more, there’s no guarantee I’ll get out what I want to say, the way I want to say it. Â Still other times, I just say way too much.
But luckily you don’t seem to mind too much as long as I say it right in your ear as often as possible. Â I know there’s a thing or two you like to hear, yet you always appreciate the new things I say, breathlessly excited about them.
Well, when you can understand them anyway.
At least with the archives, you can listen over and over and over…and maybe I’ll eventually get it right.