Of This Morning

With his head erect, he glanced into the screen which brings so much of the world to him. Fingers, spread out stylishing over the keyboard gives comparision to a pianist serenading those who care to listen..

Instinctively, he knew what every pressure would create and the crew of 10 work together at the commands of their master. He loves the feeling of typing with a melody in his head, of not having to pause for what's next, of being able to flow with ease, the intermediate beat of the spacebar serving the base to the melody of the moment..

Back to work.