If only everything in the world felt as right as the tap-tap dance of fingertips over keyboard tabs gently curved to meet them. Since not all of us have a personal masseuse at hand 24/7, this is as good as it gets. And since most of the body’s important nerves end in our fingertips, consider it a kind of self-served acupressure.
This is my blog and it is lovingly typed up using only the fingers of my left hand. I believe that brings a distinct new perspective to a right-brain-dominated world and inconvenient though it is, I will persevere, if only to provide digital testimony to the struggle of the world’s left-handed.
But it is inconvenient. Damnably so. So I might cheat once in a while.