It's been almost a week since my iPod was stolen.
I don't know who took it. But, I forgive you.
I think of you everyday. Whoever you are.
You are walking around with my music. My stories. A part of me. I had playlists on there that were tailored to Lynn, the Nurse, Chris. I had lists that were specific to my feelings. There was a sleep list. A California list. A Karaoke List.
I feel a sense of violation.
Your iPod is engraved on the back with my initials (CR+ music = True Love). Do you feel anything when you look at the back of it and see those initials. Maybe it's a coincidence and your name is Chester Robertson.
I hope you love music as much as I do. I hope you love my music. I hope you learn something about the person who created that iPod.
What I hope you learn is how to be sorry for taking something that ultimately can become so personal to another person.
I forgive you because of all the things I just gave you.
You should feel lucky. You have just be enriched by my music, my stories, my life.
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3 comments:
You are a very strong person...I don't know if I would be so calm.
P.S. I don't have an ipod, but I really really want one. I didn't steal yours, though, because my initials don't have a C...or an R.
that sucks. is your music still in your library on your computer? hopefully you still have them!
Jodi
I'm so sorry you lost your iPod. My heartfelt condolences. I love my iPod so very much. *defiantly shakes fist at an uncaring iPod god* The sad thing is that the thief will probably... well, if I stole an iPod, I'd just wipe it immediately and put my own shit on it. Either that or sell it on eBay for crack money. ;-)
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