My Job Makes Me Impatient
Sometimes writing feels tedious. It takes a lot of patience to slow my brain down and translate my thoughts word by word onto the page. In the future, I could see myself getting suckered into one of those devises that connect to your brain so that all you would have to do is think for the words to appear on the page. It would be less frustrating and it would increase my productivity by a lot. Yet at the same time, I’m concerned about these attempts to develop technology that can read people’s minds. It just can’t be a good thing. I mean, who does that benefit, really, other than quadriplegics and evil geniuses and lazy writers? No, no, it’s better we don’t have devices that read our thoughts. I should just try to type faster.