"Ok, bring it on!" I mumbled just after I dropped myself into the sofa. I'm about to play a game with the cursor. I get to win when it stops blinking.
Scratching the back of my mind, I try to look for an idea worth telling. I couldn't find one. I feel humiliated. The cursor just keeps blinking as if it tries to tease me.
"What do you want me to say?" I thought to myself. It just keeps on blinking.
That cursor is just like whatever we want in this life. The more we obsessed about it, the more it just gives us anxiety. So I try another strategy.
Helpless and uninspired, I decided to surrender myself. The cursor stops blinking immediately while I typed into the keyboard. It's a nice feeling seeing words start to joint together like taking burst photos.
"Eat that, cursor!"