It's a time when I do my best work. Alone. In the dark, mostly. The light glimmering from the screen and a little hum coming from the motherboard. The only other sound I hear is my fingers dancing around the keyboard making up new senentences or paragraphes or trying to add to a design piece or researching for some new article. This is my time of solitude. My time to really think. And create. I try to take advantage of this time as much as I can. I try not to avoid these times. Because before I know it, the five day busy streak of overwhelming bodies in one place starts again. Constant e-mails, pokes, chat requests, messege board replies, Twitter updates, MSN convos. Weekends have never been long enough.
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Sunday, August 15, 2010
there is silence in the internet world..
It's a time when I do my best work. Alone. In the dark, mostly. The light glimmering from the screen and a little hum coming from the motherboard. The only other sound I hear is my fingers dancing around the keyboard making up new senentences or paragraphes or trying to add to a design piece or researching for some new article. This is my time of solitude. My time to really think. And create. I try to take advantage of this time as much as I can. I try not to avoid these times. Because before I know it, the five day busy streak of overwhelming bodies in one place starts again. Constant e-mails, pokes, chat requests, messege board replies, Twitter updates, MSN convos. Weekends have never been long enough.
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