The hum of my gray computer is a wonderful sound.
Always working; always running.
When the morning light streams through my window,
The sound fills the room.
The colorful glow of my screensaver flickers across my body
Like the reflection off a large pool of water.
I sit in my chair and nudge the mouse as an image comes to the screen.
Five e-mail messages.
Quickly, I glance through them and only three remain interesting.
One by one, I compose responses.
Hitting send finishes the task.
As I ready for class, my computer continues humming.
Reminding me that he will be there when I get back.