It began years ago (in the 50s) browsing dextrosinistrally through National Geographics--So many pictures! Such tiny hands!--so natural, flipping left thumbedly, pointing indextrally, pausing here and there (in later years) to read a caption, view a ritual; and now--all thumbs, fumbling to swipe or scroll, like or troll--dancing the logarithm of captured souls.
It began years ago (in the 50s) browsing dextrosinistrally through National Geographics--So many pictures! Such tiny hands!--so natural, flipping left thumbedly, pointing indextrally, pausing here and there (in later years) to read a caption, view a ritual; and now--all thumbs, fumbling to swipe or scroll, like or troll--dancing the logarithm of captured souls.