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The 7th Heaven.

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                In all honesty, I wanted to end my blog here to make a point.
                How do you feel about the blank space above?
                How would you feel had I ended the blog there?
                Are you disconcerted by silence?

Silence for me is an inarticulate form of expression or better how 'Simon and Garfunkel' called it- The Sound of Silence. At the risk of sounding antithetical, I (an extrovert, I believe) am very good with long bouts of plain, blank quietude. I understand some silences, essentially because we do not need verbal communication all the time. This, for me, is the ultimate pedestal any relationship can reach. Understand people, develop close bonds and enjoy the silences, too!

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