No theme or topic comes to mind … the communication channel is unilateral… my fingers can not tell my heart to tell my brain that they need a subject to quench their thirst for typing… so my brain ignorantly instructs my heart to pump on an endless supply of blood to the fingers who *tap *tap *tap away an endless stream of nothingness.
So why then is it a good day for blogging? Only when the fingers take control can you truly peer into the soul of the writer… unhindered by thoughts or subjects… simply performing a dance on a black keyboard with white letters … somehow manifesting black words onto a white page on a blue screen…
Ahhhh, release… today was a good day for blogging…
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