I noticed last night, while I was out in town, that it felt odd to smile.  The muscles in my face felt foreign to me.  Now, I am not saying that I haven't smiled at all, from July 29th till now, but that when I went to use the muscles to form a smile that it felt strange.  I guess it just has to do with my new found ability to not move.  I have notcied that the majority of the time I am very laconic.  Sometimes there is nothing to be said in a conversation about the weather.  Yes, I get it, it is cold this morning.  Perhaps you thought that I had an inability to feel elements such as wind and rain or did you just want clarification from me that it is indeed cold and that you aren't in fact crazy.   I mean, how many times can people speak about the same things.  I guess it is our inherent need for agreement or disagreement.  It is impossible for some to simply sit and listen. Silence is definitely not golden in the society of men.   I have noticed instances that the same conversation between several people has occured multiple times over the course of several weeks.  Is it that they simply need affirmation that they are alive and breathing and still have the ability to speak? Perhaps I am dead, for there are times when I feel so removed from social settings and situations that I am invisible.  Not in the way that I feel inferior or that no one notices me because of a lack of presence, but because I lack the presence to engage in meaningless words.  I enjoy sitting and listening and most times the conversation does not provide me an opportunity to say anything, at least not anything meaningful.  I try and keep my words clear and with purpose.