on my mac
i'm a mac girl. an imac girl, to be specific.
and i had not realized how much quality my life had lost since i was apart from it these months that it was in NY and i in Puerto Rico.
but i spent last week in Chelsea. and i packed, and i sent and i reunited with my iMac.
and it feels sooooooo good.
so now, the birds are chirping outside my window, my puppy is at my feet, my bags upon bags are unpacked, my "see you later's" have been said, and we're smooth sailing, Guaynabo City style.
oh, it feels so good, iMac. don't stop.
and i had not realized how much quality my life had lost since i was apart from it these months that it was in NY and i in Puerto Rico.
but i spent last week in Chelsea. and i packed, and i sent and i reunited with my iMac.
and it feels sooooooo good.
so now, the birds are chirping outside my window, my puppy is at my feet, my bags upon bags are unpacked, my "see you later's" have been said, and we're smooth sailing, Guaynabo City style.
oh, it feels so good, iMac. don't stop.
posted by Cristina at 12:19 PM
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i carried that bitch 8 blocks for you. in cowboy boots. while talking about men with poorly placed tattoos. and then we had bagels. it was a good day.
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