The written word falls apart in the modern age

It’s a shame but the medium that I love the most can cause the worst kind of pain.  I love words, be they singular or strung together to concoct some kind of story. But, and this is important, when those words are no longer being spoken but appearing via a text message then all hell can break loose.

I thought chat windows were bad enough but at least you had room enough to portray something of the intent and emotion behind what you were trying to tell someone. Text messages though, limited by size, are a danger to sanity. There is no way you can infer to somebody, nor they read in to what you have written, the true meaning of it all. Even those smug yellow faces don’t help.

Was it always this way? Did letters cause as much confusion? No I don’t think they did. After all, I am old enough to have written enough over the years and on occasion still do. Maybe cavemen had the same problem with their clan trying to decipher exactly what the bison with a spear sticking out of it actually meant.

So, why this blog? Because I read a series of text messages yesterday that caused my brain to read them 100% one way while the author of said messages wrote them (almost I guess) 100% in another manner altogether. The end result being my heart smashed through the floor, as I believed someone incredibly special to me was being prized away. Thankfully my smile is starting to reappear and spirits clawing their way back up after speaking words rather than reading them.