why so quiet?

if anyone read this blog, they might've noticed i haven't written anything in a while. as i once explained to a loved one of mine: the only time i'm quiet is when something is seriously wrong.

i guess i just don't see the point of talking about stuff that there's no solution to.

it is odd--however--that i met, fell in love with and am now seriously committed to a person who actually thinks by Talking Out Loud. does anyone else see the irony in this? if we were living in sitcom land, there'd be laughter and applause after this realization...