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Conversations in Your Head

I sit here continuing my days work and I realise suddenly that I have conversations with myself in my head; of course this must be completely normal. Everybody has conversations with themselves in their heads, its called thinking. Duh! At what point then does the mouth become engaged and then involved in this conversation? Is that when we turn mad? I think at times I have reached this point and have often had a conversation to myself and answered my own questions. Oh how I can talk, I can go on for a good while before I realise I am the only one in the room. I don’t even have the excuse of pets or even living on my own.

Singing to yourself is considered normal and a sign that you are happy, so why not talking to yourself? Is it because it can turn into a debate or even an argument with you? Or is it that people just don’t want to hear what you have to say let alone to yourself? I think this is something which credits thinking about. Everyone should test it out. First walk down the street singing to yourself and then do it talking to yourself and see how people react to both. I have to say I am a hypocrite and I do give people strange looks if they are talking to themselves, I think I will have to amend that.

I think I will have to survey my friends and see what their thoughts are on the matter as well. This should be quite interesting as my friends are quite eclectic and should come up with a varied response. I have also noticed that if you don’t know how to spell a word we say it out loud. Does this make it clearer to hear it with your ear rather than in your head?

Comments

Ez said…
I hate to admit it but I not only have tremendously long conversations with myself, but I will also make the appropriate gestures and/or facial expressions.

... When walking down the street I look like a tourettes sufferer.

I don't sing though. The world doesn't need that - just the twitching.

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