Voices

I left a voice message on a friend's cell phone, and she let me listen to it. Okay, forced me. And let me tell you...I didn't know whether to laugh or cringe.
I absolutely HATE the sound of my own voice. Think of a hick on a bender, and there you have it. I want to sound sophisticated. Or something. Anything but what I sound like now.
But on the other hand...there is no one I can think of that sounds like me. That's good. Isn't it?
Every one has their own distinctive voice. Their own style. And it's a wonderful gift. I like being unique. (I'm doing a little self-affirmation. If you listened to the message, you'd be doing the same.)

So I'll get over it. I have to. I simply hope my voice will not lend people to judge me ahead of time and wonder why I'm not plowing a field instead of writing books.

Grins, y'all*