To an animal of significance.

Sometimes, I talk to myself. Out loud. While walking. Some people find that strange. But maybe it seems less strange. When I take the neighbor's dog, Sasha, for daily walks. She becomes my captive audience. My psychotherapist, too. I talk to Sasha. Treating her. As a real being. Sasha makes it easier. For me. To express by inner thoughts. To an animal of significance. --Jim Broede