moving fingers
I realised what keeps me from becoming insane with the weirdest thoughts entering my mind during this untimely period is the lightness of my fingers dancing across the keyboard typing my notes. If I'm left alone with just pure reading, the most idiotic thoughts will enter my mind and taunt everything that I believe in. And it affects me to no end. Sigh. I likened typing to playing the piano; the movement of the fingers somehow soothes my troubled soul. In the same way as the music emanated calms the piano player, so, too, does the expression of my words pacifies me. Expressing oneself in whatever form is always a healthy outlet.
posted by solitude @ 11:34 PM
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