By Señorita Lechuga
I woke up tired and picked up the cell phone.
I woke up happy and picked up the cell phone.
I woke up, simply, and picked up the cell phone.
Like a ritual or a meditation, reaching out, unplugging the phone from the light socket and picking up the cell phone and watching again as my finger slides and slides, over and over again until I am hooked by a song, by another account that accedes to my requests and my tastes, that's my morning ritual. What's yours?