it's out of control
machines on bedside table:
land line phone
cell phone
cell phone charger
E-reader
netboook
Ipod
I does have real books--e-reader is fer work not fer fun. But mercy, y'all, what happened to the days of the bedside table landscape that included a small vase of flowers, a sweet smellin' hand cream, cameo photos of loved ones an' pretty blank book fer writin' down brilliant ideas in the middle of the night?
Does we REALLY need all these machines fer life support?
