There was an ongoing discussion and at one time, I felt a little excitement. It was seeming like I had a plausible point of view. My response occurred in my mind with an impact similar to a single small firecracker. Its meaning instantly manifested and left a lingering feeling that I had hit upon something definite.
The moment expanded in dimension and I was suspended in the internal workings of my mind. In the tiny fractions of the moment, my expectations mounted from my storage of vocabulary. I felt like I was floating in an undefined space awaiting a signal. My vocal muscles sensed possible mechanical activity in the offing. My auditory mechanism anticipated my own voice as next input.
But it was as if all the words I used to know had packed up and left on vacation. No voice emerged from me and I was aware of my own vacant exhalation.
The moment retracted to its normal dimension and passed. Someone else spoke without missing a beat and the discussion galloped forward.
If I remembered my viewpoint, this post would have been about that.
1 comments:
lol probably you should ask your vocal chords to be louder....its the squeaky wheel that gets the grease!!
-ashwini
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