The Shift Key is Broken Because of Him

Lapbed.jpg “Oh, did you want to work here? My sitting on your laptop isn’t working for you? Oh, you mean now? Move now? Me? You’re reaching for me. Maybe you just want to pet me. Or play. Maybe I just need to flip over on my back. Here. On your laptop. No, I’m just messing with you. I know you want me to move. Hey. Check it out. Look how big I am. I cover the whole laptop and more.”

Tonight my choir rehearses with the orchestra. Love this part. I don’t totally love where I’m going to stand. I’m the first person on the left in the front row. I like being surrounded by singers. But maybe the few people around me will be great singers and I will love my spot. Besides, there’s over 100 of us and sometimes you get a great spot, sometimes you don’t. It’s the luck of the draw, you win some, you lose some. The good part is being right up against the orchestra.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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3 thoughts on “The Shift Key is Broken Because of Him

  1. fortunately my boyz don’t seem to want to sit on my keyboard. unfortunately they do LOVE to stand in front of my monitor.

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