The Home Row


I missed the memo about The Home Row.

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Gentle readers, man, it has been more than a year since I have posted anything here…that is just inexplicably lame.  I’m really busy, life happens, blah, blah, blah….

This has been a really long hiatus, and lately I have felt increasingly drawn back to this little space I’d created…and I think that’s because I have felt really scattered and frazzled a lot of the time.  And I think that feeling stems from drifting away from things that help keep me centered.  Things like this blog.  So here I am.

The idea of feeling centered got me thinking about The Home Row…ya’ll remember learning to type and experiencing that initially awkward feeling of resting your fingertips on those particular keys?  Once you get the hang of it, the Home Row is a terrific strategy…when your fingers know where they are starting from, they eventually learn to stretch in efficient ways so you can whip out that Great American Novel, or that brilliant dissertation, or a little blog post with relative ease.

But have you ever had the experience of looking to your screen or page and realizing you’ve just typed a bunch of gibberish?  I’ve done that and often I’ve found that it’s because I’ve inadvertently strayed from the Home Row.  With my fingers out of their centered position, my digits are really just going through the motions of typing, but the result is just a bunch of nonsense.  When I’ve found that I’ve made this mistake when typing, I wouldn’t dream of just persisting with my fingers off the Home Row and just hoping that my keystrokes would eventually make some sense.  That would be crazy.  Yet, in life, I think I’ve been doing just that in recent months.

I’m finding that when I stray too far from the things that really make me feel like my natural self, nothing else makes the kind of sense it should.  For me, one of those things is letting out the words!  Words are just always flowing through me, like, all the time, so maintaining a fun outlet for them is just the bee’s knees as far as I am concerned.  That’s why I started this little blog in the first place, and that’s why I probably shouldn’t neglect it so woefully in the future.

So this blog is one of the keys on my Home Row.  I’m trying to find the others places that make me feel centered, so I can begin stretching again, in ways that make good sense.    A good stretch feels good, doesn’t it?

Typing, stretching, and memo received.

P.S.
What’s on your Home Row?  (Is it me, or does that sound oddly like a Capital One commercial?)

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3 thoughts on “The Home Row

  1. sheila clapkin January 24, 2015 / 1:09 am

    When I saw your memo I literally jumped for joy. The concept of Home Row is brilliant. Thank you telling me two adapt my mind to center each every time I put my fingers on the Home Row and that happens often. I never in a trillion years would have put that together. Now, you have given us other Home Row’s to look for in our lives. Thank you! Brushing teeth is a good one. Hand washing clothes.
    Picking one’s nose. Yoga. Cooking.

    • Jamie Walker Ball January 24, 2015 / 1:26 am

      Love these, Sheila! It is sometimes the most basic of things that help us feel ¨normal¨—whatever normal is for each of us! Thanks for reading! I really appreciate your support!

  2. eli January 25, 2015 / 3:49 am

    Jamie- you are always on my home row. Thanks for sharing.

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