We live in such information bubble’s that I had to look up why calling someone a “snowflake” was a “putdown”. Based on my research it’s like calling a person who see’s a cup half-full, pig headed for not admitting its half-empty.
Today I picked my 112 year old Underwood #5 to type with. Looks better at a distance than close up. Got lots of use in its day… and still performs. Part of me enjoys them “as is” condition. Growing older with character…
I keep walking past this 1903 Underwood #4… today I took it off the shelf and was amazed at how well it works. Then after typing a page… I did a little work on it and now want to type another page. For some reason the memory of how it didn’t work at all when I first got it stays with me… even when it types better at 115 than many other machines I use more often.
I have been online 6 years now… I had thought that it this point I would have many great insights; but instead I just have the type. I have words on paper that fill many notebooks. I have pressed and touch the keys of many wonderful machines. I find that 6 years later my fingers still look forward to the words to come, the thoughts to convey and the sounds to be heard as I type away. That’s all I really have to say… its just about the type!!