Thursday, February 24, 2011

I've come to hate this digital bullshit.
This fucking shitty white screen of failed attempts to read my mind.
It's not intimidating, it's annoying.

That said, I've taken to writing everything on a real sheet of paper with a real pen because everything I think becomes so much more REAL.

I understand the writer that uses a typewriter, and I guess that'd be satisfying, too, if it wasn't so much work.
Pens are cheap.
Paper is a fair price.
Thoughts are free to become valuable.

And this digital fucker-clust is not how anything is meant to be
because, plainly, I can't feel it.


Anything you see on here was written on a page first.