It has to stop.
It really must stop.
There was no snow on the ground. It is cold enough to be there. But none, at least no snow yet. But here I am at 4:00 am awake for an hour, So I type. I do not need to stop typing. I do not need to be up and awake at those small digits. The only positive thing is reading about other people who wake up in those hours and they cannot sleep either. What it it about 3:00 that wakes people?
Underwood, that was the type of typewriter my Mom had, the one she used to type my Dad’s resumes on that H she used to type my first term paper in ninth grade before I knew how to type but was required by the teacher. My wife says it is better to collect typewriters than to collect guns. She said the same thing about fountain pens.
But here I am at 4:00 am collecting thoughts and typing them out. Coming up with what goes now, right now, onto the paper. Onto paper bits of thoughts appear from under my fingers to something I foist on to all of you.
I am not watching YouTube or attempting to read. Though it seems like a nice thought to absorb what others have written and rewrote and had an editor go over it and then they come together to a final manuscript and sent it to a printer. There is a lot of work there to create a book.
Naked Statues. Fat Gladiators and War Elephants is a book about ancient Greeks and Romans. It is filled with answers to the questions you were afraid to ask in school. I went to it to see about books. It has a glossary and from bison; body hair, removal of; to boxing; bras; and breast bands there is no mention of books. Were people unafraid to ask about books for Greeks and Romans? Or was Garrett Ryan, the author, too subsumed in writing a book to consider the topic of one?
A trip to the internet is not something I want to do in the early hours of the day. This needs to be wrapped up. It is approaching 7:00 in our editor#s time zone. Time to submit.
— MichaelRpdx :: rkmm :: 2022-O4-13