Pen on Paper = Gratification to all my senses

Β  Β  I hate typing. It is a soulless activity. Maybe I feel so because I am not very good at it. My fingers never dance gracefully over the keyboard interspersed with the rhythmic tap of the spacebar. I move my fingers clumsily all over the keyboard and use the backspace key much more than the spacebar. I can type pretty well when home row … Continue reading Pen on Paper = Gratification to all my senses