78 Keys
These 78 keys of Chinese plastic on my Macbook are the closest I may ever feel to an aura of divulgence that I rarely experienced before. As I sit here on my bed and depress these blocks that transpose electrical signals into symbolical meanings, I realize something — something quite important. It is only when I’m alone and at my worst that I manage to reach the world with my best.
My writing is both blessing and curse.
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