Say When.

Shoot the bull, don’t eat it.

I have compulsive creativity.  Fortunately I have had friends like Nat from NYC, who after every one of my  projects or rants would nod her head at me, chuckle, and mutter in her big city way, “Too much. Too much.”  While she’d say it in jest, it let me know when enough was enough.

I enjoy people like that friend from NYC,  who muse, but also say “When” with a bite of laughter.