that was the reason why I was able to type so slow instead of having a longer version of the journalbeing typed , well maybe 10 to 20% more. But instead, as I typed, I began to find out tat the other side of my brain keep coming up with excuse or worry that it was typo or the sentence context was not wright with the words I use. and there was the what if i was wrong in using this words, punctuation mark, or was it a run on sentence. Well, at least you can get the idea of what I am talking about.
Wrigintg the blog is not as bad as I first thought and it was not as great as I'd intended to be.
So the writing on this journal is being typed as fast as I can and not worry about the syntax error or any of those. As you can tell by reading it by now. What I would like to accomplish is to type as fast as my thought can catch up with my writing. Does this even sound clear at this point?
I love nothing better than to have a clear thought with no cloud above my thought that would slow it for its logic or thinking creatively as the way it should. I mena who care if you mess up your typeing when all you are intende d to do is to type as fast as you can.
Wow, more than 7 minutes had passec and I was able to get to this far. I feel kind of excitied about this new experiment that I am conducting and hope and can't wiat until the next time to reread what the hell I just type and see how many errors I just made without worry to be perfect. After all, if I am Ernest hamingway or Steven King, or J. R. Tolkien I just I wouldn't have this kind of problem...or would I?
One minutes to go and I feel kind of like a kid rushing to the street chasing the ice cream truck dfuringthe summmer day and hope that the truck will stop so I can get a treat.