One of these days, clicking "Remember me" on these websites will mean something. Like a pet, perhaps, running to the door, wagging its tail, swishing its whiskers. Excitment is an intangible odor in the air, settling on your hairs like dew.
Maybe it's just hungry. Feed me a password! it says.
And so you do.
But maybe one day beyond that day, it will remember you, and the torrent of memories washing up in your wake. It will be filled with excitement and relief, anticipation and nostalgia.
Remember me. Just as I remember you, something more than an automaton. Something less than love.
Maybe it's just hungry. Feed me a password! it says.
And so you do.
But maybe one day beyond that day, it will remember you, and the torrent of memories washing up in your wake. It will be filled with excitement and relief, anticipation and nostalgia.
Remember me. Just as I remember you, something more than an automaton. Something less than love.
