Voiceless

I have only ever spent one day of my life without speaking to anyone.  Today was the second day.  Waking up without even the choice to use your voice if you absolutely need to is harrowing.  I couldn't work my last day before spring break.  I couldn't participate in counseling supervision in anyway.  I couldn't even call to make a doctor's appointment.  I also couldn't cuss, answer phone calls I didn't particularly want to take, or yell at my cat.  I also couldn't hiccup or be heard crying over the possibility of not graduating this Fall.  I couldn't make exasperated noises or squeaks of laughter.  All I could do was be.  In the scheme of things I'm glad I had the opportunity to have a whole day where I couldn't say anything bad about somebody else or wonder if I said the right thing.  I'm so glad no one heard me cry.