I write straight ahead, no longer curving my words into circular conversations. I watch as the ampersand of yesterday’s moments sprinkles through the looking-glass of today. I can see beyond the crag of the tilda at my feet and imagine the shifted future from a controlled delete of alt. Each click of a key, the turn of a step toward the journey I have written in black font on a glossy display. I write straight ahead.
inspired by the prompt ‘straight ahead’ at typetrigger.com