I might even get two pages cracked out today. Writing is easier than working on my logic project, and I have more motivation to do this.

I should probably figure out what I'm going to do with these pages. There's not enough material for a short story, let alone a novel. But I enjoy the sound of my fingers hitting the keys - the thought of strangers wondering what I'm typing so vigorously about. They don't need to know that it's nothing good. They don't even need to know that most of what I'm typing should be deleted. They just need to know that I'm working on something, something that apparently requires a lot of typing.
I kind of want to go back and read a few of my older pages. I don't remember a lot of what I've written. I remember writing it - sitting at the keyboard and sending my nonsense into the world of technology. A few times I've even thought of clicking the glimpse page - though most of them aren't very good. And I'm afraid of people judging my writing as harshly as I judge theirs.