Have you ever spent a day willfully not speaking words?
I have not.
I think I could.**
I think I may, some day.
The point? To clear, to see and hear more clearly. To BE more clearly, like still water that was muddied.
Or I'd just nap more on such a putative wordless day.
**(Many who know talkative me would howl with laughter at this claim.)
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