I had a big computer as a little girl because I have a father who has loved computers since he was a little boy. Just a couple months ago, he told me the story of being given a car — a fixer-upper from his father John, my stoic grandfather who builds engines with his hands and seems like he could have walked out of a Faulkner novel. But my father walked into a shop and saw a different type of engine. One that made his heart beat in a way that a car never could (except for one sports car, because I as a little girl in a car seat decided to open the door on the highway).
As someone born in 2001 to Midwestern parents - you perfectly captured a girlhood with one foot in the real world and one foot in the Curio Shop's Gem Mines. Thank you.
I <3 my computer, I don't want (it) to die
As someone born in 2001 to Midwestern parents - you perfectly captured a girlhood with one foot in the real world and one foot in the Curio Shop's Gem Mines. Thank you.