Maybe it’s because I’m an only child or maybe it’s because I have ADHD or maybe it’s both that enables me to entertain myself with the characters in my head that sometimes come out to play. This was one such moment. When I arrived at the dog park, I saw no one and my inner black man said “well, there ain’t nobody here” in the most old-timey harmonica playing, “I wrote a song regarding it” kinda way. What does your inner playtime voice sound?
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