Vanishing Words…

Consider this for a moment: How many words do you utter during an average day in ordinary discourse? Twenty? Five Hundred? Ten Thousand?

Now, then, figure how many times during that day you contemplate what you’ve said in a particular instance and wish you had formed your sentence differently, perhaps used different words?

I doubt you can answer either question with any accuracy unless you keep careful track of everything, not normal and likely rude to the persons with whom you are speaking. Of course, if you stay in bed all day, there is nothing to report.

Here’s my first point: Most of us do not carefully access the grey matter in our brain before spitting out some really poorly thought out statements. It’s normal. We all misspeak frequently. Intelligent? Probably only marginal, at best. Those who judiciously paid attention to school-day vocabulary notebooks will do much better in daily conversation than others. Still, seldom do the majority of us consider our words before blurting them out.

Second point: Age slowly, diabolically, short circuits the pathway in our minds to those words that give more meaning to our discourse. I contend a good way to avoid this creeping affliction is to make an extra effort to strike up conversations on a daily basis with someone you know, but, better yet, someone with whom you are not acquainted, away from the workplace. Now, if you are like me, enjoying a seventh decade of this life, I find most folks don’t feel threatened striking up a conversation with an old coot like me at a nearby lunch counter, coffee house, or grocery store.

I’ve found it is names that become most difficult to find as I grow older. Sure, I now suffer from age-related absentmindedness, but I work to combat it every day. In any event, I choose to remain actively separated from couch potatoes.–Dan Lee, Danny Boy Stories

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