The Object of My Desire

I hate to admit it, but I lust. I yearn and ache for the new Kindle. Imagine, curling up with a slim piece of plastic with enough reading material for days and days. Imagine, packing one tiny device, light enough to slip inside my purse, that holds books and books. Imagine, sitting in a waiting room and having the book I want to read literally at my fingertips, virtually instanteously (for a price, of course).



I can justify it because the price just came down, right? I can rationalize it because I'm a homeschooler, right? It's educational, right?

Sigh. Now I just need to figure out a way to make enough money not only to buy the thing but also pay for all the books to put on it.

That's the thing about fantasies. Reality never measures up. (That's something I learned in my college days. hehe) I'll just stick to my fantasies ... at least for now.