clarity of expression

I was thinking to myself that I really enjoy writing. I mean, I really, really love it. I love trying to come up with words, lumping them all together and then ruminating on how each of these words when strung together create an image - a word picture - that is then received by another person. it's the ultimate: it's communication. Sure, I can gesture away (just ask the woman who cut me off while I was driving to work this morning), but it doesn't have the same impact - and still can be open to misinterpretation (I was shaking my fist, really, that's what I was doing - what? you say my middle finger was up? noooooo...)

Words lay it on the line. whether spoken or written - they depict a picture, and the more descriptive - the clearer the picture.

To the lady I gestured to this morning: If you want to continue to drive on a three-lane highway where the speed limit is posted at 100km/hour, it is best to use the shiny little stick located on the left hand side of your steering wheel. This shiny stick is magical: when you push it up, a darling little light turns on, which intermittently flashes, signaling to all drivers around you that you are planning to merge into the lane on your right.

If you push the shiny stick downward, the light flashes intermittently on your left hand side, indicating to other drivers you are wanting into the lane on your left. Thank you for your time and consideration. For our next lesson: the proper pressure to place on the gas pedal (so you can pick a speed and stick with it).