With not a whole lot to do, I sit here again, tapping away at the keyboard without a care in the world. I only have 2 things I plan to get done today, an apology letter, and a maths assignment. So with ten and a half hours to go to finish both of them and do whatever I want to do, I'm fairly sure I'm ahead of schedule for this one. I'm done procrastinating, both of them will be finished.
I've been stuck on this line here for the past few minutes, pondering on what I should write about. Sunday afternoons aren't my best spells of thinking. But I'm sure this will suffice for now.
The letter "e."
For some, it is simply a letter in the alphabet. For the internet users, it's their favorite button on their desktop. To a heavenly collective, it is a drug that is misused by those afflicted, but to those who who use it responsibly, they are fitted into a state of delusion and wonder that no human on the known Earth could not possibly aim to achieve. A power that must be used responsibly, and it's effects may prove fatal, but should also be handled sensibly. I am not encouraging anyone to use drugs, just a footnote on this statement.
I am particularly thankful for the letter "e." If it not for the letter "e", I would not have an annex to express my thoughts online for the whole cosmos to see. I dedicate this post to the letter e, in all it's shaped wonder. An incomplete number 8 perhaps, or a 9 backwards, or an inverted 6, I do not know it's origins.
All I need to know [and it satisfies me enough to do so] is that without this splendor of pixels, my blog prefixed darkcoffeee, simply would cease to exist, and for that matter, a little less than half of this post.
Over and out readers.
Sidenote.
Yes, if my blog was titled.
Darkccoffee, or something, I would have dedicated this to the letter "c" and not "e".
:)
Ok, Now you've gotten me thinking about the whole origin of the 'e' o-o'
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