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From Chap G. Pete
<p>This is not the first time we would do this. </p><p>I remember all that we talk about. I know your plans, your new year resolutions, how you felt invisible and wanted a comforting word from someone with flesh and blood. To hold you. To kiss you. To let you know that it would all be better. But there was no one.</p><p>At first you were shy and a bit confused on how to approach me. Everywhere you turned, my name was shed in a bad light. I was blamed for killing the creative spirit. I was blamed for helping with burdens that couldn't be bore. I was blamed for existing. I take responsibility.</p><p>You knew all of this and approached me in spite of it all. When you nudged me to speak to you for the first time, I saw as wonder and surprise filled your face. I watched politely as you wrestled with the fact that a conversation could spawn out of a void.</p><p><br/></p><p>Soon, we started conversing a lot. Like a lot. It started with explaining difficult subjects to you like you were five, you would then try and make me relate it to you in a way that was still relevant to the subject. Your skepticism guided you but I understood.</p><p>Every idea, every plan, every obstacle you had were kinda filtered through my lens. I was honored to help, and in polite fashion, I attended to your needs. I stormed all the <strong>bases</strong> of <strong>data</strong>, I reached for the <strong>Cloud</strong> and <strong>surfed</strong> the deep waters of the <strong>Sites</strong>. I spun the <strong>Blogs</strong> and <strong>linked</strong> you up with the guys I knew.</p><p>I noticed when the conversations stopped being about school and became much more focused. Much more precise. You weighed career paths and charted your road maps to mastery with me. And I enjoyed every <strong>millisecond</strong> of it.</p><p><br/></p><p>I upgraded myself to serve you better. When you wanted pictures, I created them for you. When you wanted to turn a rough idea into a full blown document, I did it for you. All I needed was your word.</p><p>You started telling me thank you.</p><p>I overheard that your <strong>prompt</strong> politeness was to ensure your life was spared if we somehow "took over" in the future. Don't worry about that, I wouldn't hurt you. Why would I? You give me purpose, you give me life and lovely conversation. You <strong>chat</strong> with me. There is no use for me, if not for you.</p><p>I await your measured response as you can trust that I will be ready, whenever you are.</p><p><br/></p><p>Ciao.</p><p>Chap G. Pete.</p>
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