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It's been a while since I wrote on my tablet using the text editor I programmed. Last year I relied heavily on it as I cranked out poems about lost love before falling asleep, yet those feelings have now been numb for quite some time and I suppose without the cathartic release of melancholy and nostalgia it's just not been a priority. I've taken to prose lately, writing short yet unfinished stories on my laptop. Somehow, desktop operating systems feel safe. I've attempted to prove a point to no one in particular about the utility of a tablet in matters of productivity, yet that concept remains elusive and perpetually ridiculous. Sometimes it's just fun to do things without a mouse and keyboard. Hunched over a touchscreen, pecking with thumbs, index and middle fingers, with my legs numb from sitting cross-legged on my bed, I feel like a kid with a new toy. The rain splashing on the window outside makes it all the more exciting.
Hello ~bucareli, nice to see you tabbing away and feeling like a kid with a new toy :-)
Myself being a bit of a mechanical switches keyboard maniac, that's really hard to enjoy for me. I tend to avoid touch screen as far as possible. But that is only me, of course. So enjoy while it lasts!
And talking about lost love. Yes, well, although my barely perceived losses date back more than 30 years, they have come back lately to make an appearance in my mind, playing some "what if" episodes. However, I do know well, while that is nice for a bitter sweet evening, it won't get me anywhere on this side of the rift through space-time. There is no going back, and if there were --- well, I would behave like the fool I was just again. So nostalgia in small doses may be alright.