Thinking in a foreign language gives you a distinct inner voice

Thinking in a foreign language gives you a distinct inner voice

Thinking in a foreign language is like an alter ego.

When thinking, you can step out of the ordinary as much as you like. You can explore and you can conceive anything you want. Your mind is your handiest happy place. Your thoughts can plan, can solve, can caress and can dream. When thinking, you can build extraordinary realms of freedom and fun.

Thinking in a foreign language makes you feel different and daring

It’s true that you can imagine fabulous worlds in your mother tongue as well. But I think that the getaway effect is more spectacular in a foreign language. The voice of your thoughts is different, so you step out of the ordinary with extraordinary tools.

Different languages, different portals and vortexes.

When thinking in a foreign language, you double-escape from routine. Escapism, escapade. Hmm, quite a seductive semantic speculation. It’s just occurred to me that, sometimes, thinking in a foreign language is like going on a date in a stunning place. Incognito.

I’ll stop here. I’ve been married for 23 years and I want to keep it this way.  

Thinking in a foreign language gives you a distinct inner voice

Thinking in a foreign language gives you a distinct inner voice

Thinking in a foreign language is like an alter ego.

When thinking, you can step out of the ordinary as much as you like. You can explore and you can conceive anything you want. Your mind is your handiest happy place. Your thoughts can plan, can solve, can caress and can dream. When thinking, you can build extraordinary realms of freedom and fun.

Thinking in a foreign language makes you feel different and daring

It’s true that you can imagine fabulous worlds in your mother tongue as well. But I think that the getaway effect is more spectacular in a foreign language. The voice of your thoughts is different, so you step out of the ordinary with extraordinary tools.

Different languages, different portals and vortexes.

When thinking in a foreign language, you double-escape from routine. Escapism, escapade. Hmm, quite a seductive semantic speculation. It’s just occurred to me that, sometimes, thinking in a foreign language is like going on a date in a stunning place. Incognito.

I’ll stop here. I’ve been married for 23 years and I want to keep it this way.  

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