This is odd.
Using my blog to retrain my left hand is frustrating to say the least.
I broke it at work a few years ago.
Clever me fixed the bone, but never rehabbed the hand as well as I should have.
So, there's that.
I've built up a fair amount of strength.
But as this frustratingly laborious piece suggests; I have failed to do it adequately enough to make this current form of input an acceptable means of communication.
On the other hand...Ha, I have my phone set up like a tricorder.
So that's kind of nice.
It might be good to have a fun topic next time to.
I'm crap at picking those.
But.
At least I can be honest when I say that I usually...well...sometimes, know what I'm doing.
It is easier to talk to my phone now, which is nice.
But still weird since I'm a little gun shy about dictation.
Speaking my thoughts comes naturally, doing it kindly does not.
So, then.
Where do I go from there?
Usually I follow the lead of my dance partner.
Let them steer the topic.
And respond accordingly.
Problem is, I can be bullhead ed and often interrupt...I've been practicing.
Learning to be more communicative.
Less opaque.
And more up front.
Still working on all of that.
But I'm getting better.
Hell, I'm even getting better at speaking aloud again.
I've always felt more at home behind a keyboard than speaking aloud.
And felt safer moving than sitting still.
So...yeah...akwerd sauce to say the least.
I'm getting better at not breaking character though. It helps to have motivation.
Well. My hand is starting to ache.
So, from that I should start wrapping this up.
Stay safe out there disco kittens.
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