About ZC

 

A massive sunspot disrupted the magnetic and electrical fields around earth.  Although this disruption only lasted for a moment, I happened to be born at that exact time.  The resulting consequence was that the distortion was enough to keep me from having any sense of direction.  I have no mental map in my head.  North, for me, doesn’t exist. 

I comprehend longitude and latitude but knowing when to turn left or right has never happened.  I see the map on the wall and know where the states are but put me in a car and ask me to drive to any certain location and we’ll never arrive.

As a child I was able to get by with this type of disability, for unless pressed, it isn’t noticeable.  Once married, my wife became my navigator.  She has always had a perfect sense of direction, no matter where we’ve lived.

Now that I am up in years, I’ll most likely be seen as senile or, “losing it.” Even though I’ve been this way all of my life.  I explain all this to help you better understand why I never stray too far from this keyboard.  Sitting here I can see both ends of it.  It is easy to find my way around.  The (A) is on my left and the (L) on my right.  Up and down is not an issue.

Someone once gave me a new keyboard that was wavy.  It had a big swoop to it, like some rollercoaster. It was supposed to be ergonomically better but all it did was make me dizzy.  The (H) was no longer at (C) level, it had a completely different elevation.  That keyboard is currently on the floor of my closet.  I'll stick with this one, I can find my way around.