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There’s something centering about writing on a keyboard. The tactile repetition brings a certain satisfaction. I want to just keep writing words as they come to me, but right now, there is no thought, no direction. What can I write about if there is no deeper thought, no deeper goal, no idea or emotion to convey? So here I sit, just letting the words flow from my fingers on this old laptop keyboard. Simply trying to enjoy the motions for what they are, and hope that there doesn’t need to be something deeper behind them. After all, I’m just another shallow person in this world.