My Dear Laptop

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Wronged Objects.”

I have done you wrong, my dear laptop. I have called you names and have laid a hand on you. I keep you on an endless supply of life support, not for your own gain, but because I cannot bare to let you die without being able to surf my share of the internet or watch my share of shows. I treat you unkindly and my deepest wish is to be rid of you. I wish to trade you in for a newer model. One that is fast and shiny and sleek. I am unappreciative of the years that you have given me. I’ve written many papers at the college level using your keys. I have listened to great music through your speakers. I have enjoyed video after video on your screen. And yet, I engage you with distaste and anger and unsatisfaction.

Today things change. My deepest apologies are with you now, my dear laptop. I will treat you with the kindness and respect you deserve. You have, after all, given me so much and I have very little reason to be ungrateful. You have tried your best over the years and it is honestly not your fault that you’re aging. You’re not as young as you once were and you have trouble keeping up with my constant need for movement. For things to happen immediately and to my satisfaction.

I am truly sorry for the pain I have caused you. I just hope it is not too late.


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