This was then. This is now. Imagine. Skim your eyes over this first. Then realize that you and i have traded in the most magnificent invention, for the brilliant capatalists who have made technology our lifebread. But of course, you and i already have, most of us, long ago. You and i have traded a world of fantastic journey, of thoughts, places to reach the furthermost part of your brain while holding a reverent...thing.( book)...between your two hands, and giving into societie's rightful ownership and quite lucrative technological advances. The smartphone. Tablet. Computer.Celablet.
The technological work of geniuses.
Book, a word almost esoteric, extinct.
I can recall such feeling in the pages i turned, quickly, daring my mother to walk in to turn off the lights, ( the sheer excitement that captivates a naughty nine year old, greatly heightens the small- time crime)... a ferverent, almost idiolic inexplicable love affair with 26 letters.
YOU ARE READING
now. this.is.now.
Short Storywhat makes you feel whole? why has it taken me 25 years to straddle the bull and not walk away after half a second on the bastard?
