That damn blinking cursor, it taunts me late into the night. Occassionally it even stalks me after I close my eyes. However, without that cursor, the page would be blank and furthermore intimidating. Once I start clacking the keys and pounding out the paragraphs and pages, my mind seems to switch modes and that's all I can focus on. Hours will fly by and when I finally come up for air I realize that I have no idea what time it is. I long for these days and couldn't bear to be without them.
