Wafflers Anonymous

There are times when ya brain feels like it’s connected to the words that come out of your mouth. Or from your pen, or keypad.

And there are times when it doesn’t.

Waffling, in general conversation, when time isn’t an issue, when you’re relaxed and among friends, doesn’t really matter much. It can be part of the fun.

But when you’re trying to communicate something…in a song, a story a blog…to any kind of audience that is tuning in to hear you, or hopes you might have something interesting to say…then it does tend to matter. Unless, perhaps, when the waffling is part of the schtick.

At times when it does matter, it’s frustrating when you can’t manage to be relaxed and coherent. I have often been a waffler, partly connected to a form of social anxiety I have suffered in certain situations.

But, the good news for me, and people like me, is that clear communication, like any skill, can be practised and improved upon.

But you know, it sort…i’m…like, time…it can take a…it tends to be a work in…not quite there yet.