I've noticed that I talk too much. I really do. I don't know when it happened, I don't know why, but all of a sudden I can't help but speak.
When I was younger I spoke much less the I do now, and I was happier for it. People listened to me and typically if I said anything at all it was worth listening too. I wish I could still say that of myself now, though. I still maintain my deep admiration for those who recognize the value of silence but I am no longer able to replicate it. I have been constantly surrounded by people who enjoy a pleasant conversation and to sit and shoot the breaze, and being around these people has made me similar in my approach to conversation. But there was a time when I would honestly enjoy just being around someone and not even bother with words. There presence was enough.
I guess it's just something else to work on. I'm really looking at myself hard lately and trying to fix too many things, but won't it be something when I get where I'm going?
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