I pressed the button.
You came to life…
or you woke up from a deep sleep…
or a thawing-out from a summer hibernation caused by a lack of play.
Remember how there was nothing for you to do but sleep during those summer doldrums? But now…
Hot air and electricity flow through your veins (read: circuits).
A whirring noise, some clattering and stuttering meant you were getting to work.
It also meant a dust, built up for months while you sat there untouched, filled the room and clogged my nose and eyes.
The dust storm was a small price to pay: an image flickered on screen.
Time was dead.
We must have played for hours and hours without end before we both went to sleep.
Then I said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
And all is well, all is right with the world now that I’ve had time to play.
I’m ready to be who I am, and I am at my best.