Tonight I used an iPod for the very first time, meaning: I took songs from my computer (which my dad gave me; it used to be his) and put them onto my iPod (which my dad gave me, it used to be his [de hecho, tiene escrito pa’atras Marty Custen]), and then I listened to music while I rode the metro.
It was nice. I felt like a little floating island. I felt connected to the people who’d given me the music (Chad and Will), and I felt comfortably insulated. The ride went by really fast.
I’ll bet this whole iPod thing is going to really catch on.