by kholinar

Sometimes I’m afraid certain abilities will fade away. I’m terrible at blindly touch typing these days, because I rarely need to do so.

It feels like at some point, my muscle memory that gets your and you’re right will just drift off and strengthen some grammar nazi in the middle of the night. Then, instead of just being embarrassed by forgetting to format my line-breaks correctly, I’ll just have to smile like an old man who decided to forego his dentures.