I Talk To Myself

I talk to myself.
Not out loud, but I have long and involved conversations with me all the time, and a good thing too, since I don't see too many people here in the woods.
Sunday Rey was here to do some work and we talked. Today is Wednesday and I have not talked to a person since Rey.
So I talk to myself.
And mostly about the news that I check, or the shows I watch on the telly or the books that I read and I have learned that throwing things at the telly, yelling at the computer or hurling your book in the air is not solving any problems, so I talk to myself; I reason with me and I argue with me.
It is a darn sight better than talking to the Worthless Ones for they never listen anyway, and if I get upset about something and start yelling, they just look guilty and slink away.
So I talk to myself, because I am here and I listen and I don't ( can't ) go away.