In 90 minutes I will leave work and drive straight to the mall, park sweet reliable machine, and with slightly sweaty palms and a racing heart walk into the Apple store and purchase a little slice of technological heaven: a new laptop.
Will I hear the sound of angels as I enter the store?
Friday, March 30, 2007
T: -90 minutes
Posted by Butterfly Wife at 11:23 AM
Labels: Daily Coping