Accepting as a virtue. Taking that to legacy it comes out better to be remembered for what you accepted more than be known for your universe of the rejected/unknown. Unimportant what you pretend as long as you still can pretend. The commando version of "so how'd you sleep?" is 1) unassisted and 2) just enough. Accept the repair.

Question is when did you go all staccato all the time? That question alone is why it comes out staccato - The companionistic rhythm frequently needs some tweets. No room for the words flowing stream-like. And your point is . . . begats some fluttering response where the better attribute would be solid delivery. Not blaming the messenger for intimidation but the staccato needs some variant that covers "let the boy speak". If it sounds like the boy bespeaketh too much and is unintelligible maybe then try to remember that we say as much as we want to say.

That fap fap noise is the gloat billowing in the cool breeze colored walking the talk. Premature maybe but those days prior to maturity are why the way of the two of us reigns astoundingly. Heading in the right direction where we can still get our kicks.