It’s all about the saying

And now what? Some days I feel like I have said all I have to say in every possible permutation, and I can either repeat myself or shush myself and say, “Go look at what I said, and read it again until you get it. I said it better then anyway.”

But if you have said nothing today or yesterday, or the day before, it’s as if you no longer exist. And soon it’s, “Whatever happened to him, or to her, it’s like they must have died, I guess.”

And so I repeat myself. Hi, remember me? Remember what I said? Of course, one thing about saying it again is that someone will hear it for the first time, and others will hear it in a  new way and maybe we’ll make the connection this time.

And maybe I’ll think of it in a new way and realize I was wrong — and sometimes I discover I was more right than I realized, or as wrong as wrong could be.

So don’t stop, cries the bottom line. Never say die until you’re dead. Let it be said, “Man, that guy never shut up,” in hopes the response is, “Yeah, but he had something to say.”

So now what? Now, what? Wait, what? I can’t be serious. Or can I?

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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