i do not have to do anything.
i can just stop and do absolutely nothing that no one would ever even know about … kinda like i do now, but without even using a keyboard. i don’t think it would really matter much one way or the other. would it? so, why do i type? why do i bother doing anything? i’m still not sure why. are you sure why you do what you do? yet, sometimes i think i do know why i’m doing something and it does matter, or i just pretend i think that and sometimes that is good enough.
i know that mostly i type because it helps keep my mind quieter some nights. i have so many thoughts and it doesn’t seem like they go away until i let them go, and this has always been my favorite mode. i just litter the cloud, mostly.