for whom the dial tones...

i will miss
you
i can't say i won't miss you
the dial tone
& the screeching kooky sounds you make
as you lead me to the land of blogs & shopping

the way i have to load 5 pages at a time
& then go do something else for 5 minutes
ahem.
10 minutes
while you retrieve them

the fact
that i could read
through a magazine
while browsing amazon

i will miss you the way i miss
8track tapes
when i see one
i have
a quaint little reminder of the times we had before
not really wanting to go back to those times
but happy to sit & remember them
as i listen to my ipod

i will miss you the way i miss
having a wood stove as our sole source of heat for five years
i am glad to have had the experience
& know that if necessary
i could start a fire at will
(with the help of wood & paper & a match
this isn't survivor...)
but after living with heat that i can turn up & down upon my whim
i never wish to go back
remembering thee as i sit in 70 degree comfort

so farewell dear dial up
you have served me well
but i wish to set you free
some relationships are not meant to be forever
i will always look back at you with love

but the time has come
to move on...
the twenty first century calls

:)