Sometimes I like to pretend to be wise.
Occasionally I like to pontificate just to hear my own voice say smart-ish things.
Every once in a while I believe that I am capable of big thoughts with big words.
But most of the time I'm just tongue-tied.
At loss for words.
With a need to ruminate before attempting response.
And a tall glass of water.
To cure inevitable cotton-mouth.
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