Just Be

My Laptop keeps me warm tonight. It reminds me of snuggly warm babies that use to lie beside me. Except my laptop isn’t the least bit interested in my breasts. My husband wasn’t interested in my breasts tonight either. He’s yelling at the football game on TV. It started to get on my nerves. I came back to bed and decided to find love in a machine. No, not that machine. The batteries are dead. I really need to get some new ones…

Before I had a husband or children I could leave anytime I wanted. Find someplace that suited me and just be. I can’t just be anymore. I have to be here. I’m not sure why. I must have forgotten to fill out my leave slip.

So here I am. Sitting alone in bed and enjoying the warmth of my laptop because there is nothing else to do and nowhere else for me to be. The problem is, the left-hand side of this thing is really getting very hot. I hope it doesn’t catch on fire. Maybe I should turn it off and run to 7-11 for some batteries. Or maybe I should just let it be.

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