WIP Book

Starter

Sitting in the claw footed bath tub I pulled the shelf towards me. The water was warm and bubbles popped softly. My laptop was sitting on the shelf, ready to go, waiting for the words I would write. This piece of technology I purposely kept offline, not connecting it to the wifi like all my other devices. This one was special, meant only for my writing and to store my special pictures from my digital camera. My fingers hovered over the keys and I closed my eyes for a moment, remembering the events, a smile playing across my face as I thought about the fun I had. Writing about them kept the thoughts alive and I then could always revisit them at a later stage. I started a new entry and my fingers began typing, telling their story, my story, my memories, so I could remember every detail forever even if I were to lose my mind.