I Lost My Voice Before I Found It
Like so much in life, your voice works effortlessly—until, one day, it doesn’t.
These are the last days of what I’ve known as human talking.
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“This is a good thing,” she says, smiling, wrapping up. She expects I’ll heal completely within the year.
How the hell am I supposed to stop talking and keep working. I’m fucked.
What’s the point of stopping now,”
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