Nothing Left To Say? Clearly Not!

Van Morrison once said when he cleaned up his diction he had nothing left to say. As I progress through university at the grand old age of 51 I find that I’m more cautious about what I have to say. The first thing that kicks in is that I wonder who would really care about my opinion anyway? My father used to talk that way and I’m a bit annoyed that I have started to think like him. Was he right or has he just infected me the way fathers do. Of course it’s always gratifying when someone shows a passing interest in what you have to say and even better when they say I agree with you. Ego? Oh yes!