Inspiration from MS Medina

Inspiration from MS Medina

If thoughts were words,
a prolific author I would be.
Taking a bath,
a story in it's entirety plays

through my mind.

Walking, anywhere,
the thoughts begin
and, hey, they sound
darn good to me.

Out of the tub,
home from the walk,
pen in hand,

or

better yet,
open Notepad,
fingers ready on the keys.

As I sit and stare,
thought words that.
flowed quite
easily
simply disappeared.

08/0/2007 mar

"You can drown a thought by expressing it in too many words." author unknown
"Never use two words when one will do." author unknown
"Less is better." author unknown

To paraphrase a song, I talk too much, I worry me to death, I talk, talk, ta-all-al-alk, talk too much. When someone would mention my over-windedness, I would say: "If you think I talk too much you should hear my sisters. I'm the quiet one in the family." The flip side of that coin is most people tell me: "You are too quiet." or ask: "Do you ever talk?". My father told me: "I always know which daughter is in the car." by the lack of conversation when I was the one in the back seat. If it were one of my sisters back there, Mom would be sitting sideways to carry on long, animated conversation from her seat in the front.

"When all is said and done, more gets said than done." is a maxim I could relate to. I thought everybody talks too much, and I prefer the sounds of silence. Or nature. Or music. When nervousness flipped the motor-mouth switch, I would watch and listen from outside of myself. "I sound like D", I would think. D is the motor-mouth queen among my sisters; a fast and sometimes confusing talker. Another sister talks slow and will not pause for breath, lest you try to get a word in edgewise. People have fallen asleep during her midnight phone calls and she never noticed; just kept on talking. The third can tell her life story to the bank teller.