Waiting to exhale ... and speak.

I feel like I haven't spoken in ages. Not just spoken to you, here, on this blog. But just spoken in general. Of course that's ridiculous. I talk everyday to my husband, my daughter, my parents and siblings, clients and co-workers, friends. I chat with peeps on Facebook, tweet, write emails, leave voice messages, write articles. I even have a great new idea for a book project that I am going to work on as soon as I get over being paralysed with fear. Yet I still feel like my voice has been somewhat hushed.

I feel ... speechless.

It's like I'm waiting for the right thing to say in the right context ... I'm waiting for a moment, a sentence or phrase. A word that will give me an epiphany.

Has this ever happened to you?

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