Maybe it’s because of election season, maybe it’s because I’ve been doing a lot of internet reading, but it sure seems like everyone has a lot to say. Talkity-talk talk.
And that’s coming from me, the girl writing for 31 days straight.
All fingers point at me.
And also my big self.
I’m laughing now, laughing because we are all so incredibly, blessedly small. It’s hilarious. It isn’t that I want to stop talking or quit engaging in conversation or writing. Then what is it?
I stop, consider.
Surrender. That’s the word. I want to offer up my words before they even come out of my mouth. May we know when to speak, when to laugh, and when to keep silence.