My hands are on the keyboard

tapping as I write this – I haven’t

planned to write anything in particular

but I like the sound of the keys. It

reminds me of being a child when

I always liked buttons and would pester

my mum to let me press the ones at

the cash machine so they would make

that sound - boop boop boop. Anything

that made a noise was good to me –

like at the supermarket checkout too. And

ooh, shoes on concrete – click clacking

on grit and gravel. My dad’s shoes had

metal caps on and so did my head

teacher’s – I used to hear their gentle

authority before I saw it. Today I have

been mostly thinking about arrogance.

Like when does confidence become

arrogance? And which label fits me? Do

any labels ever truly ‘fit’? Or do they

just exist so that we have something to

beat ourselves up with? .....tappety

tap tap…..................boop.