Lost My Voice

Bad cold. Sore throat. Lost my voice. I'm a talker, so it's been a challenge to just sit and be quiet. But it's essential that I rest my vocal cords. If I speak, I sound like Tom Waits crossed with Howling Wolf, crossed with Screamin Jay Hawkins, crossed with a box of gravel.  Except, not as expressive.

Yesterday I did say a few words, "yes," "no," "maybe," and then I was able to croak out these two sentences: "I am losing my voice." and "A cappuccino for here." 

Only the bare essentials.