As I type, there's an old man sitting across from me, using two fingers to type away on the keyboard in front of him. He looks very serious, and interested in what he's doing and he's contantly biting his lower lip. He ought to be at least 70-something and he very deliberately (and quite efficiently) pokes away at the keyboard, then once in awhile, looks up expectantly. I don't know what he's doing but he's having a grand ol' time (no pun intended, really, I don't think it works as a pun), and he's absolutely adorable.
I would write more, but I have to go pee. And then work on my problem (sets).
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