I wanted to write today about my insecurities in the hands of adolescence, but instead I found myself watching Take This Waltz and staring at a blinking cursor. All I could think was, why does the cursor have to blink? Why can’t it be still, help me keep calm and focus on what I’m about to write? Then I realized that if it were still, it would look like every other letter on the keyboard, motionless and permanent. The cursor is meant to inspire. Even now, it blinks, encouraging me to keep calm and write on.