Backspace Bar

12 04 2012

The comforting tapping of the key board that had been so prevalent up until now lays silenced. Cut down into oblivion. With my mouse I scroll back up to the page at my initial burst of genius. Scrolling back down I see my inspiration flow in a long trail of black words till their message is cut through and mangled by this little black bar. It blinks at me cruelly, evilly. It taunts me. I try to move on past this road block. A burst of new words appear on the screen. But they’re not right, and once again that little black bar devours them up. Always it is flashing, taunting, laughing.




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