This is me after an extreme round of writing and editing, and someone invites me to hang out with them. I have a pretty decent vocabulary, and yet writing steals every word in my brain. A paper thief holding my words for ransom making me sound like Lenny from Of Mice and Men.
"What do you think about my new hair cut?"
"It was just a trim, only an inch."
"It's hair- I mean it's your hair- It's the stuff on your head- Strands, tresses, flowing-"
"Are you done now?"