Thứ Ba, 18 tháng 6, 2019

An open letter to my Macbook Pro, on which I spilled coffee this morning

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My dearest MacBook Pro,

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

It wasn't meant to be like this. We've spent five beautiful years together and, honestly, they've been the best of my life. We've shared almost everything together, the highs and the lows. But… God, this is tough.

I was sitting down to write this morning – as I do most days – and, fuck, I don't even know exactly how it happened. The time either side of the incident are burned in, but the actual event itself? A blur. One moment the coffee was in the cup, the next… Fuck me, I can't get the image out of my head; that dark liquid splash and its spread over the keyboard.

I swear, I moved as quickly as I could. You were upside down in seconds. The coffee was dribbling out. I dabbed you with tissues, but I'll never forget the sound you made. Some coffee must've gotten inside and the choking rattle you let out was heart-wrenching.

When will I stop thinking about it? Soon? Please? Please let it be soon.

The only thing on my mind is you at home, powered off, and upside down on a pillow. I should be with you – I really should – but I'm sitting at my desk. Moping. Feeling down. Willing you to be, well, okay.