When less is more? 25 4 21

Yeah, as we age we tend to become more long winded. So if I'm not careful I am quite likely to start a sentense and repeat myself towards the end of it, for example. Then there are ppl who rarely answer one's question, but who instead go off at a tangent and talk about something totally unrelated.

So in a nutshell there you have it: Less is More! You're thinking things through more before you open your mouth, put pen to paper, or whatever. Brevity is truly the soul of wit: a rare gift, but always appreciated by the many for the few...

More later, or will that suffice? Your hits, or otherwise your silence, will be all telling, hahaha!!?

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