I just felt like typing for a while.
I’ve been having so many thoughts. Writing on paper feels like an entirely different thing than tapping away at a computer keyboard sometimes. This feels more like a game. Like, I’m coming up with things to say just to keep my fingers moving. I find this a very pleasant way to keep my fingers moving. And if I just keep looking down at the keyboard, then it’s not really even presenting the whole screen time issue. Though I am looking up to fix typos. I was thinking of letting it all go with the typos and everything (to preserve the integrity of the feeling/exercise of typing without looking at the screen) but I’m writing this in an iCloud note or whatever and that autocorrects and then the typos either get ironed out or they autocorrect to other typos and so then the typos aren’t even really my typos as such, are they? A little convenience that costs a little piece of myself, and where’s the integrity in that? Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Boo like a spectator booes. In this matter, I don’t know how to be more than a spectator. In any case, I don’t want to have to go out of my way to be myself. I could go off about going out of my way to be myself vs going out of my to do the right thing, but that feels like too serious a diversion at the moment. I’ll just care a little less about preserving authenticity through typos. There are plenty of other ways to steward authenticity.
But since we’re here and I still feel like typing. Let me do a version where eI am truly only just looking down at the keyboard. This time the intention is to just look down at the keyboard and type. Or actually O wool; kist looks across the room and type. And let whatever typos come as they may come. Okay I may have peeked at the keyboard twice, I haven’t done sooo much typing in a minute without looking at the keyboard or looking at the screen to see if what i’m typing is indeed what I’m typing. Whose to say how all this turned out. I do have to glance down tat the keyboard occasionally because something I just get to a point where I actually just have no idea where my fingers zero anymore. But this is a really nice form of fidgeting. I feel like I can be dreamy and engaged at the same time. It’s not like making music, really… but a little bit that’s getting evoked for me. Like a guy on a stool playing spanish guitar, looking pff into the distance… that’s the image that
s getting evoked for me. He may or not be about to sing….
Okay I’m back with visuals on the screen. Whew. I felt like I was somewhere else for those few moments. My fingers were definitely all over the place during that last activity, but the whole thing feels relatively intact – autocorrect must’ve corrected a lot….
What if I repeated the exercise in a word editor without any autorrect?
Be right back.
Okay let’s see what swhould I talk about here. Well, I’m kist tjomlomg anpit jpw dusty my toiuch typing slills are and it;s makinf me tjonks of Macives Beacon.
My fingers are getting stiff and I took a peek and saw that – time to be done x