Lost For Words

A lot of words have been flying around lately. I've been involved in lots of serious conversations, some analytical, asking lots of questions and having them asked of me. I'm trying to figure out solutions and find answers and sometimes, I have been trying to understand what the real question is behind the question. Often, what you are being asked (or are asking) isn't the same as the information actually needed. In all of this I have been trying to express myself as honestly as possible, which is not always easy. After trying to do so verbally, without much success, I reverted to what I know best: words on the page. A friend reminded me that I was always better at expressing myself in writing. But, after days of talk and correspondence and prosaic expression, I find I am unable to string enough thoughts together to write something here.

I have another impending conversation that has the potential to drain me even further of any words to say. On the other hand, it might never happen. I have thoughts bubbling just on the surface of my mind at all times and I can say what I need to say if the situation requires it. But for now, any further analysis is just too much to engage in. I want silence. The serene, dreamless sea of nothingness, where words dissolve into the atmosphere unheard. I don't know if I am just fed up of talking, or if I'm just lost for words.