by Joyce DiPastena
It’ my turn to blog, and my mind feels completely empty. You’d think I’d have something vaguely interesting to say. I scan back through the week. Did anything unusual happen? Not that I can remember. Did I have any “significant” thoughts? Not really. I remember once in college, going with a friend to visit a friend of hers who I didn’t know. Being extremely shy back then (unlike now—ha!), I sat mostly silent and listened while the other two chattered and chattered away. Finally, the woman I didn’t know turned to me and said, “You’re so quiet. I’m always intrigued by quiet people, because I know they must be thinking very deep thoughts.” If I hadn’t been so shy, I would have laughed, because I remember thinking to myself, “I’m not being quiet because I’m thinking deep thoughts. I’m being quiet because my mind is such a total blank, I can’t think of anything to say!”
Pretty much the way I feel right now, as I sit down before this computer. Apparently, I haven’t progressed as far as I would have liked from those old college days!