Everything I Want to Say Would Take Too Long

Do you ever have these moments?  When there is a lot in your head, either because you're in a conversation and the subject matter is stimulating (or, perhaps, infuriating), or you're alone and maybe you've been alone too long and the talking didn't get out in a timely manner is all backed up - and you have things to say, and you even know what they are, but the task of saying it all is too daunting? 

I'm having that right now.

It can often happen when someone asks you too big a question: Do you believe in God?  Do you love me?  Are you a Democrat or a Republican?  I can answer these questions all in one word (yes, or no, as the case may be) but those are not accurate responses. In order for me to really be clear about what I think about God, we'd need about two hours, a nicely-lit comfortable space to sit, and some seriously open minds.

I was recently told these posts are lengthy, and so I'll cut this one short, because to really explain everything that I want to say about things I want to say taking too long to say would...you know...take too long to say.