Tech Envy
I know some women who wish they were billboard bodies with
airbrushed perfect princess curves, but my desire is to have the unbreakable glass and
entrancing dim glow of an ipad tablet that you would stare at for hours and
never turn away.
I wish all the holes I have to fill, the need and loneliness and fear were,
rather, spaces in the New York Times crossword puzzle (online edition)
compelling you with some transcendent force
to find any way to work, to solve to and to complete, and I picture myself with