Sunday, November 7, 2010

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog


In my high school typing class we had to type to music. Feet flat! Wrists up! Now Type! It was supposed to increase our speed and accuracy. I have to wonder if maybe there was more to it than that. There is something almost musical about the sound of the keys as you type.

I enjoy writing longhand but there is something special when I do my writing right on the computer. Perhaps it’s because I can type faster than I can write so my thoughts can flow more easily. Perhaps it is the sound of the keys themselves. The rhythm allows me to slip into a meditative state by focussing on the rhythm which lets the thoughts come more easily. Most likely it’s the combination of the two.

Whatever it is, I feel powerful when I type. When I place my hands on the keyboard of my computer I feel a surge of power run through my palms and into my fingertips. I get a thrill just under my ribcage and my breathing speeds up ever so slightly. I wonder if this is how musicians feel.

I always wanted to learn the piano but never did. I was never quite coordinated enough to get hands, feet, eyes, ears and brain working together. Somehow, when I type (read: write) I have managed to get fingers and brain to work together. When I hit my stride and the words are flowing, something magical happens. I realize now that this is my real instrument.

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