The voice

It's been quite a while since 'I' euthenasised 'myself'. I have quietly institutionalised 'me' into the mundane rigours of marriage and, subsequently, motherhood. Occasionally, I tried very hard to build a career. But of course, half baked is always half done. The other day, I suddenly thought I heard a voice, some nameless head from some frameless wall, whispering sweet nothings into my over sensitive ears. Just dismissed it as an obvious whim, thinking it's all a result of my excessive indulence in movies over the past few days. But the voice kept making a routine visit once in awhile. Could it be the ghost of "myself"? Till date I haven't believed in spirits, spiritualism, scientology, necrology or the likes, but looks like I have to think again or rather start believing in something. I insist on something rather than someone...
It might just help me understand the language spoken. As of now, it appears, greek, no chinese, or is it latin? What could the voice be saying? Greek I know zilch, same with chinese...but latin I do have a very limited and select vocab. The only two words I can remember now...carpe diem. Could that be what the voice is trying to tell me? Sieze the moment? Reincarnate Myself...live for the day...live for myself...
Time for some serious introspection..will get back to you with more on the voice...