My VOICE resounding and triumphant ; I hear it playing over my favorite songs on my ipod. Not that I can hear much when the tone of my voice talks. It constantly speaks in various languages when I sleep. fico pensando em voce quando duermo. It jokes, it critizes, it analyzes, it conceptualizes thoughts into reality. All while I am sleep, how can you imagine I rest? I don’t. I am repeatedly traveling, thinking, recreating cells, exchanging molecules, sending neurological signals, be-ing who I am.