It's not so much that I can't keep my mouth shut. If I hold onto the seat of my chair and bite down, I can. But, when I hear something that patently ignores how good life is, my jaw loosens and the torrent of thoughts escape. Life's pretty damn good and I like insisting on it. My own physical strength can't seem to overcome the need to say so. (Even if, I admit, it should.)
I'll try a new technique, though. Maybe by opening my eyes wider, my mouth will stay shut-er. The eyes are a window to your soul, after all, and perhaps the torrent can flow from them instead.
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