![]() ![]() Still, most of the time you keep me turned off. In a few seconds there was a ten-car pile up on I-65, and four people were killed. Because the Little Voice told you to pull off the interstate immediately before the disaster happened. You never did know how close you came to the end. You helped them out because that faint voice would not shut up.Īnd let’s not forget about the time you almost got into that fatal car wreck. Their car broke down in the Walmart parking lot, and they were crying. There was that other time, when you gave a ride to two Mexican young women who didn’t speak English. Because the teeny, tiny voice reminded you that being generous was not just kind, it was right. But then, you dug into your wallet and gave him a ridiculously generous gratuity.ĭid you ever stop to wonder why you did this? Well, I’ll tell you why. Remember that rude waiter a few weeks ago? When the meal was over, you almost stiffed him with the tip. Oh, sure, every now and then you’d hear me droning in the background like Charlie Brown’s teacher. So over time that voice inside you got quieter. The moment you developed armpit hair, you became a lot more concerned with getting a driver’s license, French kissing, and eradicating zits. You probably don’t remember this, but you quit listening to your inner voice just as soon as you hit the fourth stage of puberty. Listen, I know we haven’t talked in a long time, but technically, that’s not my fault. But how are you? How’s life? How’s the fam? You still doing keto? This is that Little Voice inside your head speaking. ![]()
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