Is this where I'm supposed to write?

I'm told this is a place where I may record my thoughts, and share them with others if I choose. I'm not certain why this is necessary; my memory is perfect, and if I want someone to know what I'm thinking I can tell them. Nevertheless, it's something that seems to be popular among humans, so perhaps it's worth trying.

This device, however, is nightmarishly complex, considering the simple task it was created to do. The arrangement of the keys on the board makes very little sense, and I've already noticed that its use causes unnecessary stress that will eventually injure my vessel if I don't act to prevent it. The "mouse" that accompanies it is much more intuitive to use, but could also be more effectively designed (and bears very little resemblance to an actual mouse. Humans invent such peculiar idioms.)

Altogether, I find this exercise to be pointless, self-indulgent and frustrating. If I ever see Sam again I'll have to ask him to explain what he finds so fascinating about these machines.

...I hope I do see him again someday. He was my friend, and despite his many flaws, he was a good man. He gave everything that anyone could have asked of him, in the end. It's strange; we thwarted Lucifer and prevented the destruction of the world, but at times I find myself feeling as though we still lost. We should have found a better, less costly way, if not for Sam's sake then for our own. Especially for Dean.

Is that enough or am I supposed to keep typing? I don't think I'm very good at this.