I feel like writing, although I am not sure what.

It was a "typical" day at work: phones ringing like crazy, people missing due to post-holiday vacation days, and work above the eyebrows!

Why is it that words can do so much?

Words can hurt, they can frustrate, they can bring joy and sorrow. Words can make you smile or bring tears to your eyes. They can become a pressure valve that allows steam to blow. Words can express love, desire and passion. Words can express hate, anger, fear, sadness. And for all that words can do and express, the lack of words can do even more so. Silence can be deafening, whether in lack of written or lack of spoken. Words can mean things unintended by the writer, for each person brings to the reading a reflection of them. The reader's emotions, knowledge and personal experiences can color their meaning. Words are necessary.



The distance too far and the words too few