When others have spoken I remind myself to wait for the answer.

When there is an opportunity to speak up or ask a question it is ideal to do so.

If everyone is talking it is hardly of consequence to add your remark.

But in the end, the words you give are valuable. The actions you take mean something.

And I presume they are well-meaning and good.

You know it makes sense, can be converted into I know it makes sense and I want to do it!

I am well aware that changing habits, exercising restraint and repeating things for their beneficial results can seem tedious.

It does not need to be true that what is good is hard or boring and what is bad is easy and fabulously exciting.

You just turn the switch.

Yes, so simple, so slick!

Dashes and dots served to make Morse code work, an old system of sending urgent messages using long or short beeps or if not available, long or short flashes of light. Look it up!

It takes very little to upgrade a simple code like that into an elaborate language.

You just add one more “layer” to what is essentially, a language.

To put it simply, a few words can convey quite a lot, but when you want to express feelings, impressions and emotions, you will need the ability to combine words in a clever way or even additional words.

And you can!

To the rogues and rascals. You won’t get away, not for long.

Well who knows? It’s like asking… is there really karma?

The good, the bad and the undecided.

Decisiveness is the key to every locked door.

The bold soup of choice awaits.

As the sun crept in I lay down my pen to sleep.

The door, creaking like an old reminder, opened to reveal nothing.

A cat was not stepping gingerly. A tiger was loping towards the hills.

Over the trees a mist spread like soft butter.

A golf club lay on the driveway and a small golden bird looked alert.

The milk had been delivered as if a history book had been opened.

It was not a weekday. Life was brewing toward a memorable episode.