He’s quiet for a while, long enough for us to cross the busy streets twice and to only be a handful of blocks away from our final destination. I did it again, my mind shouts. I’ve gone and overshared and pushed out these thoughts, that just because I am having, I assume someone else out there has to be, too. I’ve tried and tried to change, but ultimately this is the ‘Hit Me Baby One More Time’ of oversharing.
