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Break.

This isn’t my handwriting...does that make it less original? Less authentic? It is the tapping on keys creating the soundtrack to my inner monologue instead of the pressure of pen on paper. I wonder if there will be a time when handwriting will become obsolete. A lost artifact to the ages. What else changes here? Artificial lighting... flashing cursor. Are my thoughts still the same when faced with a screen? I wonder if there will be a day when I am unable to write anywhere else.

Empty. Is that the word that I’m looking for? Are there things beyond words? Just as pictures generally are unable to capture the essence of time in space... or is it place... I’m not sure. Do words fall short as well? Are they the best we have for recording...expressing? Perhaps artwork has said ability. But memory is weak at best. Memory is tricky.

Stories. Where do they come from? Which came first the need to tell stories therefore the invention of language. Or was it the birth of language that nurtured this need. (Yes I think it is a need) To tell others. Stories are to share, aren’t they? Created for an audience. It is the social nature of the species. They (meaning stories) seem fundamental in many ways... but think of their revolutionary power.

20 minutes of time...I look back at 3 paragraphs of thought, and wonder. Is this in me all the time?

I think the answer is yes.