Yesterday, I pointed out that silence is not always a good option.

Today, we get a taste of what it breeds among one suffering from such lack of information.

I am held up, unable to move forward, frustrated from just completing issues I'm dealing with, and so tied in knots, even my creativity is being impacted, now inside a deep crater from such a strike of silence.

It doesn't take but a moment to dial a number and keep someone posted as to whether you will be still considering them, or moving on. And, it is polite, builds better relations through that small bit of courtesy and honesty.

You want to know why folks like me are becoming very jaded towards ever rejoining your society in a "productive" way? Look in the mirror, listen to the static between the silence you project, and realize it might be something you need to address, world.

Besides, I might have to start doing some writing soon, not just to make a few pennies, but to begin showing you the mirrors... playing the knight of the mirrors to your Don Quixote. You won't like it, I tend to toss tact to the wind when I hold the mirror, and mock things you hold dear, instead of trying to learn what it is you treasure and why, in an attempt to understand things better.

We really need to open, not keep closed, lines of communications. I hate the silences, I will not explode at bad news, at least not until the phone is off, and safely down where it won't get broken... Yeah, I'll vent for a short while, but then walk outside, cool off, think things over, then head back in, apply the nose to the grindstone, with a bit of a different view on where to toss applications to.