I know people who meditate daily.  They recommend it even as they acknowledge it doesn’t seem to help much with the thousand tiny horrors that gnaw at them on the average day.  Others, to my surprise, use religious rituals the same way.  Same results.  There are no two ways about it– this world is a challenge.

I sit here tapping out a few words, the fewer the better.  The effect is about the same as meditation or a religious ritual, I would think.  I focus on writing clearly.  The world is work enough without writers flexing, flourishing their pens and making the point a little harder to grasp.

So, to be clear– these few moments of clarity are often the better part of my day, like meditation for others.  I sit and the keys clatter.  I watch the words on the screen, change a few, go back, read it from the beginning, make a change here to make it more clear, there to make it less clunky.

Unfortunately, I can’t do this all day.  It’s time to get back to the biting tics.