Discipline

Powerful tool #next: Discipline

Writing is something I love doing. Let it go to the stream of consciousness. Today, I practice morning writing on the laptop. This laptop needs a name. As clever, though perhaps not as funny as pChuck (the friendly desktop PC). Silver, brushed silver, mac power mac, my second brain (MSB or MyS.B), my memory, my carpal tunnel syndrome instigator (MCTSI), my digital portal to the world, hmm, will think on that one. The latte in this cup tastes funny. Because I brushed my teeth? Ate the parmesan cheese bagel? Hmmm, now practicing a 2 handed “?” Up until now I moved my right hand to get the Q mark with fingers 2 and 4. Not the opposable thumb that we share with monkeys, no. (took 3 attempts to get that period) lets practice:?????ready, ok? 2 pinky action!???? Go pinky go go? Ok, now a ! Without looking at the key board! Good job! Is it a curse or a blessing to have taste buds that are able to discern lowfat milk vs whole milk in my double latte (ready, 2 hands now)?????? (good job!) ahhh, this latte tastes much better. The woman at the counter asked (upon inquisition) "didn’t you ask for lowfat milk?" Although I didn’t express much passion in my answer to her, I WANTED to say, (all punctuation without looking at the keyboard) (only 5 tries for that last close parentheses) “there is NO way, shape, or form that I said anything even remotely resembling anything that could be misunderstood as lowfat-milk-for-my-double-latte!!!” Truth is, she didn’t ask and I didn’t specify.

Maybe I should look into hiring an editor.