Thursday, August 24, 2017

Can't shut up.

Sometimes, I have nothing to say. Nothing to write about. So here I am. Trying to prove my point. That I have nothing to say. So I’m declaring it. To make up. For having nothing to say. Yes, I’m never at a loss for words. Perhaps my words sound meaningless. And make no sense.  To others. But they are meaningful. In that they give me a funny feeling. That I am mistaken. When I have absolutely nothing to say. Really, the problem is that I don’t know how to shut up. --Jim Broede

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