Today, one of my favorite, essential life tools has revealed
its inevitable mortality. My favorite mp3 player is dying. Thousands of workout
sessions, thousands of artistic escapades, and thousands of hours of studying
logged in with that tiny tool.
It was there when we were awakened by the baby seal as Craig
David’s 7 Days crooned through the headphones. Damn if I didn’t feel like
kissing it back, except previously we hadn’t been travelling with any animals,
and its shit-fish breath immediately killed my morning wood. Also, I was
clueless at the time that we were leaving Wisconsin possibly having stolen a
baby seal.
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