I should bring it up. Why shouldn't I bring it up?
I can't make the words come out of my mouth. Open; close. Open; close. Nothing comes out.
My muscles refuse to comply. They shout back, No! Not now– It's too much. If you throw it out there now it will ruin everything. You have to wait.
Wait. Wait. I can be reasonable. I can wait.
Just wait, wait one more day. If you wake up tomorrow and it's still floating there, you can think about it again.
That sounds wise. If its still there tomorrow we'll know it's real.
Wait for tomorrow.
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