Thursday, March 22, 2012
Handwriting
Today, I struggled to find a functioning pencil, and when I did, I couldn't find a pencil sharpener. I finally remembered where my old Panasonic pencil sharpener was, but the batteries were dead. I considered sharpening it with a knife, per BF's suggestion. Luckily, I found a mechanical pencil instead! As I started to write notes on a scratch pad, I became cognizant of my own handwriting. It looked unfamiliar, detached. As if I hadn't seen my own handwriting in a long time. As I was writing, I felt like I was watching someone else write the words "# of study villages", "population of study villages", etc....
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