back by popular demand...

Blog readers: oh you few/proud/likely not all there in the head people, I have been requested to restart my writings of the inner workings of my mind. While I claim to be a realist, I also understand the realms of pessimism and optimism. This post, is optimistically realistic...I don't know if this will be true, I plan on just writing.

Its come to my attention that I "talk too much". Having heard this at least twice in the last month or so, I've had to think about what this means. While I have the skill of the pen (read: keyboard), I will always prefer my primary communication be in the medium of the spoken word, til I am old and weathered. I can express myself clearly via the written word, however, there is not a more original thought than the "word vomiting" that goes on daily in my life.

I understand the need for deep thinkers and people who are considerate of every sound that comes out of their mouth, I really do, I am not one of those people. Let me tell you why:

Why? well, there are only so many hours in the day to sit, think, and be quiet. I prefer to do so while deep in "slumbertown". I prefer to spend the rest of my time using the voicebox the good lord gave me! While there is little evidence as to why this is important from the previous statement, if you think and consider every word that comes out of your mouth, you are likely to forget something that could have an effect on the moment or far beyond (ok, so I understand this is the reason for choosing your words but fuck that). The greatest fear I have is to not be able to tell a story, a joke, an honest statement about someone/something during a particular time. Moments come and go, it is my attempt to make sure the small part about life that I have control of, expressing myself verbally, can happen when it should/needs to.

While everything I say is sometimes not logical, I would have extreme heartache if I actually had to think about the things that I spew from my mouth. My verbal vomiting allows me to purge both unnecessary and important information. While this may be annoying, I can pretty much guarantee a genuine (read: life changing) thought at the end of my verbal diarrhea. I will apologize for being long winded, I will not, however, apologize for talking. Conversation, communication, talking is one of my favorite pastimes. I have met only a handful of skilled talkers as I. Talking not only leads to uncovering new information about people, but is also the basis for jokes which cause laughter - something I love more than speaking itself.

I implore you, "you who thinks to much", to just speak! It might not make sense at first, I know the thought of that is difficult, but I promise there will be peace and less war in the world (yes, I just made that up and being a little sassy here). I will also be far more amused than looking at you struggling to develop a thought. Nothing is worse than sitting and waiting for a response, think while I'm speaking, you are likely not listening anyway. When this is done correctly, you can converse in an uninterrupted manner - this is the point of verbal communication. If this doesn't work for you, please go right ahead and give non verbal cues -this is at least more entertaining than watching a thought develop behind a thick cranium.

Ok, this has taken more of a pessimistic/cynical turn, the point is...speak don't think when you are around me. I would love to hear the stream of consciousness as it pours from your mind, straight to your lips. I am intrigued by the workings of the mind, let it play by speaking aloud these deep thoughts that are swimming around deep in your subconscious.