The art or skill of writing by hand. I wonder if this is even taught in schools anymore. Well I had it and you probably would never know. I wonder if the field of handwriting recognition is drying up? I wonder how many people will aspire to become a calligrapher?
You see I got on this thought by my PT appointment, where they sent me a number of forms to fill out by email by hand. I find it long periods now to where I put the pen to paper more than to jot down a number or quick thought. This was about 7 pages of forms. Each time I write now for any time I usually print because my cursive is getting a bit shaky.
So I’m thinking about the lost art of writing. But I say, how can that be, I write people all the time. More writing than I’ve ever done. Maybe more people would be comfortable if I returned to writing on the paper pad and then they wouldn’t be able to read all the useless dribble I write.
Anyway I’m always impressed by handwritten notes. Cards and thoughts at special times. Something that I can sit on my dresser or tack to the wall over or beside my desk. I keep the little notes my better half sneaks in my lunch pail from time to time.
I still keep a legal pad and pen beside my desk. Sometimes its comfortable to lay back in the chair and jot down a few thoughts.
I never thought about becoming a writer till very late in life and it’s still not an objective. I’m just discovering it late in life and enjoying it. But I don’t write, I type. I would never have started writing if I had to use pen and paper. You see my thoughts come too fast and if I can’t get them down on paper (computer screen) quickly they are gone. And I can type much faster than I can write with pen so now all of a sudden something that was intimidating and impractical is now easily possible.
And just as I start enjoying this I start having issues with my left hand screwing with my speed and accuracy. I guess that is age talking to me and the punishment I’ve put my hands through. Such is life. I will adapt and hopefully some PT will help teach and fix this nerve problem.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sometime children make a lot of sense. Today was one of them.
Now I remember why I get the leaf blower out to sweep. I grabbed a broom today by mistake.
It would be nice to be consulted when things like schedule changes are communicated the same day.
People saying “please and thank you” is a lost art form of communication.
Pain is in the mind of the beholder.