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You ever write something and then just erase it?

I wrote paragraphs here and just didn't like it.

I suppose everyone does that but I usually don't.

I just write and tinker and keep writing. 

It probably shows.

This whole writing thing is a part of me, part of who I am, and it is one of the things I thought I had lost, but I'm finding again.

So many things have changed for me in the past few years, so I am happy to say I am able to write again.

Writing feels like such a selfish thing. And with my time at a premium, it felt like a waste of valuable minutes when I could be, should be, focusing on other things.

But like with really, really few, almost never really,many things, I was wrong.

I've learned that a little bit of typing time is a wonderful thing.

It amplifies the rest of my day.

Maybe by turning gears, removing cobwebs, warming me up. Who knows.

I'm starting to think, "Oh, I should write about that."

So thanks for that, digital notebook made by a fruit, for letting me do just that. Too many thats.

There's memories in my muscles. My fingers. And tapping them repetitively on little squares have helped me in more ways than I could have imagined.

A return to first principles.

Start from the foundation.

One tap at a time.

1.

2.

3.

Unlocking levels long forgotten. 

Unlocking levels yet to attain.

I'm rereading books and learning how much I had missed the first few times around. Seeing the whole world through these new, old, lenses.

And how much perspective has to do with everyone and everything.

I don't know what I'm getting at.

I'm just glad I get to write.

[Finger guns!]