Left to its own devices, my mind spends much of its time having conversations with people who aren’t there. I walk along defending my self to people, or exchanging repartee with them, or rationalizing my behavior, or seducing them with gossip, or pretending I’m on their TV talk show or whatever. I speed or run an aging yellow light or don’t come to a full stop, and one nanosecond later am explaining to imaginary cops exactly why I had to do what I did, or insisting that I did not in fact do it.
Ann Lamott, Bird by Bird















