Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The comforts of clicking keys.

There are just some times when your thoughts become something more than can be satisfied by sharing them via the sporadic facebook update. Times when you just want to start typing and feel as if you could go on forever. What is it about that sort of writing that makes you need it so sometimes? What is it that calls to you and tells you that, to no specific end, your mind ought to be spoken and read by no one in particular? It's not that I have anything very consequential to say really or even that anyone at all will read these thoughts. But there is just something so wonderfully simple about sending anything and everything you might want to say "into the void" as Meg Ryan put it in You've Got Mail. (Which, I have decided, is probably my all time favorite movie)
I can imagine it's much like the equivalent of a runner just wanting to run away and keep running forever as fast as they can. I've never been much of a runner, but I've always been jealous of them in that aspect. I think it's perfectly beautiful that they can just run. That they can make the world go away until it's just them and the wind.
I've always longed to feel that way about something. I think I'm finally beginning to find it.
I'll write until there's nothing wrong with anything and it's just me and the sound of clicking keys. There's no fear of rejection or disagreement. No need to please or impress. What needs to be said, be it frivolous nothings or heartfelt sentiments, can be said without hesitation. And with all the fervor or passivity one feels proper to express themselves with at the moment.
I think expression of thought is a necessary freedom that's too often forgotten (mostly by me). But I don't just mean thoughts or opinions in general. I mean the kind of thoughts you think when you are left alone with enough time for life and all it's messiness to settle in a bit. Thoughts about what things make you feel when you're able to see them from the outside. The sort of ideas that are rare in conversations between most friends.
Those are the sorts of thoughts I'd like to become better acquainted with.
And just the sort that seem to come almost solely with writing....

1 comment:

  1. so well said. I understand and have felt that way before. Thanks for sharing...
    Karen

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