Gillespie Life
March 5, 2025
It’s 17 degrees. Ten minutes later: “It’s 18 degrees.” Fifteen minutes later: “It’s ...” “Stop saying the temperature!” She was right. And I didn’t even realize I was doing it. I’m annoyed I was doing it, because I am not a talker. I can go for hours, or even days, without speaking a word aloud. I d...