Also, I discovered today that it is very difficult to navigate your way through a crowded grocery store when you’ve lost your voice. I never realized how valuable a well-placed “excuse me” can be. I also discovered that laryngitis can produce a surprising effect on strangers. For the better part of the afternoon, I was unable to produce any sound whatsoever beyond a stage whisper mixed with strange, lamb-like bleating. I found that strangers, though they clearly meant well, were aggressively patronizing as though I were stupid in addition to being mute and seemed to feel the need to fill the silence with incessant, grating chatter. I was glad to have some semblance of a voice back in time for dinner with Clay this evening.