Hello. I’m a little blind text.
Hello. I’m a little blind text. And for as long as I can think. It was not easy to understand what it means to be a blind text: you don’t make sense. Really no point. One is pushed in incoherently and turned around – and often not read at all. But am I a worse text than others for that reason alone? Well, I’ll never be on the bestseller lists. But other texts don’t do that either. And that’s why it doesn’t bother me to be particularly blind. And if you still read these lines, I have achieved something as a small blind text, of which all the right and important texts usually only dream.