I have nothing to say

I was supposed to call Dad on Saturday.  I’d made a silent vow a few weeks back that he’d hear from me.   I love my Dad but he talks too much.  I’m not the chatterbox type and I can’t stand people who talk too much.  Which probably explain why I don’t use the phone often to call folks and why I’m so difficult to deal with in Long Distance relationships.  My tongue –being the two-edged sword that it is – has always been my one flaw.  So I choose to use it less.  I’ve never quite known how to use tact when expressing my feelings or voicing an opinion which can sometimes prove fatal to any conversation to be had.   As the old adage goes:  “if you have nothing good to say, say nothing at all.” 

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