You tap your pen against the paper, the noise syncing up with the music coming from your headphones. Humming along you ignore your surroundings, making up your own world in your mind and getting it on paper.
It’s your passion, the one thing you can keep in this technology-driven world. Paper and pen are your friends. Some would say that you are old school, why not use the voice to written word function that are on basically all the devices these days.
But something about the smooth feeling of the paper, the blending whiteness at the start and the rough wood of the pen make you feel safer than anything could do.
Devices can be hacked, your data can be stolen, but this paper, secure in the chest under your bed, is safe with you. Nobody can take it without you knowing.
It’s a dream, you know that it can be stolen and destroyed, but you ignore that, find comfort in your writings and the world your mind makes up.
Immersed in your little imaginary world, you don’t notice th