A Snip-it of My Consciousness

I'm doing that thing again where I've been talking in my head incessantly (because who can really stop that voice anyway?), and I walk by someone and they do the Southern thing and say "Hey," and I respond with the Southern thing and say, "Hey," only I whisper it so low that it's barely even audible to myself and as I walk away, that voice goes, "Hey, dummy, you're talking to them, not me. You have to speak up," which causes me to walk away with a furrow at the voice that has perfect hindsight and won't ever shut up.

Side note: My editing professor would have failed me for such a sentence.