I saw the prettiest girl at the fleamarket today, a dark grey sony vaio laptop that looked like it was from the 90s, i asked the guy selling her if i could grab it, and he said yes.

Feeling its porous, old plastic against my fingers i somehow remembered a familiar taste and texture around my tongue and teeth. I looked at its underside, trying to see if i could catch a date. I didnt find that, but got to see that she had mutiple VGA-looking ports and a floppy disk drive, a dvd drive, three aux inputs, and 2 usb ports.

How old was she? It was obvious she had existed for longer than i had, she felt so familiar, like she knew about me since i was a little baby, like i had felt her since i was born. I felt as if she had raised me, somehow, and there she was, still kicking, held gently against my arms 20 so years later,,

How much had she lived just to end up being held by me in a random street?..

I knew i was getting attached, and i didnt know if i should buy her. How useful would she even be if nothing i use could run on her? It wouldn't be a smart purchase. It wouldn't be useful, im already wasting so much money on things already, and would i even be able to take care of her aging body? Treat her as she deserves to be treated?

I didnt try to open her up, i just quickly laid it on the floor where i found it, said thanks and started walking.

Will i ever find a girl as pretty as her again?