my laptop

lost my laptop and cried

Today was a maddening day, because I thought I’d lost my bag with my computer and eyeglasses and notebook in it. I cried for hours but not for that, because I had not realized that the bag was missing until I was done lying in bed being depressed and lonely and desperate. Such a dark bitter time to be me. Then when I was walking home from my mad dash to uncover the location of the laptop and bag, including making police reports and hounding the campus security, I realized as the moon was shining down on me that it didn't matter so much. And then I prayed for it to come back to me, hoping hoping, and then I did uncover it behind the couch that some visitors had concealed for me. There it was Im not victoriously typing on it. I drew a fortune cookie at a Chinese restaurant, my favorite one, that I am a leader and that people will need me for inspiration soon.