I am typing in the middle of nowhere on a so-so street. Electric messages from my brain move my fingers. Someone bragged to me today that they know how to type without looking at the keys. I acted impressed and was all good for you. Even wore the expected smile. Here is the thing tho: I type so fast and hard sometimes that the keys fly off. I’ve even felt myself starting to have an out of body experience a couple of times while I was at my keyboard. Drugs may have been involved. IRREGARDLESS, I am Magilla Gorilla in this shit. 

But then we ride compulsively

don’t we?

And by ride 

I mean write. 

Be good to yourselves. I always loved you, babies. Even if I have never shaken your hand or kissed your pretty face.