I think the one item I am with more than any other is my computer. It’s one of the first things I see when I wake up, and usually the last thing I putter on before I rest. For many, this might seem a bitter existence, but not I. A computer is the medium through which I siphon a majority of my creativity. It’s the vehicle that allows me to keep in contact with friends and family thousands of miles away. It sends me coupons to Bloomingdales. To me, it’s not a shackle — it’s my magic box.
