Truth. I self-corrected my grammar while I was praying last night. I said “this is” rather than what “this is” referred too. I corrected it, then repeated my prayer; as if He didn’t already know what I meant. Duh. 😎
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Ha ha – I have made motions, as if to wipe off the blackboard and start again.
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How metaphorical 🙂
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I sometimes mentally correct my own unvocalized thoughts. 😛
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Haha Isn’t that funny? 🙂 I do that too.
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