I seem to have lost my voice.
My somewhat damaged vocal cords and larynx are actually still in their usual semi-working order, however, I seem to have misplaced these:
The voice of confidence.
The voice of humor.
The voice of creativity.
The voice of wonder.
The voice of worthy suggestion.
The voice of experience.
The voice of enthusiasm.
The voices of patience and perseverance.
I miss them, because they are the words I like to say rather than the ones that have been in residence in my mind lately.
Maybe tomorrow they will find their way home.