This article was hand-written.
This article is a work-in-progress.
I should make a habit of writing, I have a lot of thoughts, I think there is value in threading the needle between concepts that others might not yet have encountered.
As I type this I’m closing my eyes and it feels somewhat therapeutic.
Sometimes my fingers know faster than I do how to finish a word or a series of characters.
Anyways, why haven’t I been writing?
I don’t like being on the computer and use this as an argument not to do consciously wholesome activities, and end up unconsciously using the computer anyway.
Accidentally, yet mindlessly seeking dopamine.
I think closing my eyes while writing this allows me to stay in touch with my thoughts and not worry about the grammar or the tone of the way that I’ve been “typing”. (Or thinking from my perspective.)
I wonder if I can use closed-eye journaling as a form of conscious meditation.
The question is rhetorical because I already am.
Today was weird.
My mind was buzzing all day, but nothing actionably authentic bubbled to the surface about what I could do…
Now I want to fix my blog.
End transmission.