This is my MacBook. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My MacBook is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My MacBook, without me, is still pretty shiny. Without my MacBook, I am useless and not at all shiny and can’t watch Netflix in bed (which I love). I must type words into Pages. I must type words into email correctly or autocorrect may ruin my life. I must send that email before I receive another email or email overload may ruin my life. I will…Keep Reading