Rat a tat tat.

The sound came from down the hall.

Rat a tat tat.

The sound came from inside the room.

Rat a tat tat.

The sound was made at my fingertips…

I went to this secondary school back in the 90s when I was still in Nigeria that was so behind the times.

When everyone else in the world was on Compaq computers (remember those?) we were still on typewriters.

Rat a tat tat.

I still miss the sounds and smell and the resistance of the keys and hammers hitting the fresh ribbon and paper.

Rat a tat tat.

The sound comes from my fingertips.

Rat a tat tat.

The sound comes from down the hall.

Rat a tat tat.

The sound comes from memory.

I am Timi

Photograph taken in Dublin Vintage Factory a few days ago. One of my favorite caves in the city. An oasis of calm in a sea of ‘cool’