For those of you who have read my first post, I said that my goal was to get to the point where I would be happy writing nothing. The other intention that I had, which I did not write in the post, was that I wanted to improve the filter on my mouth and learn to stop saying things that I would normally say.
I got a text the other day that was clearly not intended for me. The content and the wording indicated that it had been meant to be sent to someone else. It was relatively innocent, but would have been awkward had I pointed out that I knew it was meant for someone else. After we had been texting fairly regularly for a few hours, that was the last text I received for 14 hours. I gave the sender a way out of it and when eventually I received a reply, it was to take the out provided by me.
I think it was clear to both of us that I knew it was a mistake. But for the first time, instead of jokingly pointing out the error, I let it go. It would have been embarrassing, and while I would have done it in a light and teasing manner, I knew there would have been some awkwardness.
It feels good, learning to say nothing.