That’s how many words I typed today for a new story, titled: Things.

Started around 0900 and finished six hours later. The whole time typing the weather outside the window was wonderful, cold true, but wonderful anyway.

It is fun to write.

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Writing

School is where the young mind learns of their world…

Math, English, Science, Gym.

Can you remember who the 22nd president was, or what is the 32nd state?

Can you remember what your teacher taught you about the chemical reaction when O2 is combined with flame?

Memory is such a fickle slide, slippery slope of mixed thoughts

though

typing?

Still remembering the old style type writer, the liquid white out, the typing tests.

Today it is good I remembered as typing comes so natural now and while I remember greatly, this skill called, typing. I cannot remember my typing teachers name.