I recall the first time it circumstanced, this problem that routines with my words – I was in the kitchen, plating my food, when my nouns conversion education to verbs.😁
I friended others with similar troubles. We workshopped hard at it for days, dialoguing in search of solutions, flip charting the hours away.😁
But I still can’t stop languaging weirdly. Are they nerbs or vouns? I’m not sure. The doctors cannot antidote me, while to poem provisions no cure.😁
Now I diarise each time they’re eventing whenever I coffee or Youtube or gift. I’d podium, too, if I won anything and it weren’t for those medalling kids.😁
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