Time stamping for the past ten…plus twelve more paces towards the halo…unfit to confirm that I was ever there…but the placebo is still part of the fable.

Just once it would be nice for the cursor to sprint undetained…across the page….my ruminations deserve a more lustrous phase of reckoning. But for now, I am a very necessary middleman…straining between the madness of producing a clever thought…and the proclamation of the noble words that shimmer… with each lick of the nebulous screen.