I think I've gone 'round the bend again...

[fuzzyred]

If you go around enough bends, do you end up facing normal again?

Sitting at work (on afternoons this week) and not for the first time I am bargaining with the machines. Now, I talk to everything so this isn't strange in and of itself, but imagining the machines as having an inky, swirly mass as a spirit? Ones who feed off oil and dirt, and have different likes and interests and like treats?

Logic says it's just my imagination and they are figments I created to pass the time, but it doesn't feel like I made them up, they feel more like entities that have their own preferences. I'm not a writer, so I wouldn't know, but maybe this is how some authors feel about their characters? Or are their actually spirit beings in the machines that appreciate fluffy blankets, kind words, and various spices?

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[we_are_spc]

Those braille embossers wee like my life for a while. I knew all their quirks and everything. Bosma Enterprises shut down their print shop. Had I the funds and the room at the time, I'd've gladly snatched all of them up. Goddammit I miss them still.

[fuzzyred]

It sounds like they were very important to you. I'm glad you had something you connected with like that, though sad that circumstances didn't allow you to purchase them and keep them in your life.