May 31st, 2020
Sometimes — surprisingly often, really — I'm at a loss for what to say.
The people who know me personally (i.e., virtually nobody who will read this) would be surprised to hear that. I speak and I write extensively, and some would say excessively, in most of my personal and public communication. If I think there's even a chance that sharing my thoughts can improve a person's life, you can bet that I'll share them. If there's opportunity to change hearts and minds, to guide the lost, to comfort the frightened, to soothe the suffering, to encourage the downtrodden, to maintain the happiness of the peaceful, to instruct, to cheer, or even to protect, I will take it.
If I get a thought in my head that may be the difference between someone experiencing misery or joy, you'd better believe I will do what I can to express it.
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That is, that's normally the case. Sometimes, I just don't know what to say.
