Type them both, slowly. You’ll hear the machine yawn.
Look at the keyboard. Not as a tool, but as a landscape. mnbvcxzlkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm
And between them—nothing. No word. No meaning. Just the pure architecture of input, the skeleton of every sentence you’ve ever written or deleted. Every love note, every angry email, every line of code. All of it lives in that zigzag path from q to m and back again. Type them both, slowly