My Spotted Hands Click Out Words

My spotted hands remind me of a zebra’s fingers Makes sense to no one except myself. Instead of a piano, we play a keyboard. Clicking and clacking. One letter at a time comes clicking out. N click, I click, G click, H click, T click. Do I consciously think of the letters or do I think words? My fingers take a word and click it out, without thinking. It is automatic, like breathing. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Thank you spotted hands!