Goodbye, programming reference books

Brian wrote on 03/17/2009 at 21:59 from (47.683479, -122.266725)

Yesterday, we parted ways for the last time. We both knew it was coming, but the finality of it all just hit home for me. I never really let you know what our relationship meant to me.

We met, I remember, in college.

You looked so alluring with your sleek jackets and appealing lines. I needed your help and you needed a home. We were the perfect match. I'll never forget the hours we spent together, snuggling in the library or curled up together on my bed. I would run my fingers up and down your spine. I couldn't keep my eyes -- or hands -- off of you. Everything you had to say was fresh and new and exciting. You were beautiful and brilliant, and I was smitten.

But then, something changed. I grew up, got a job, discovered stress. I didn't have as much time for you as I once did. I began to neglect you. When we did hang out, I felt like I was just using you to get what I wanted. Maybe it's my fault that we drifted apart. I became fascinated with new subjects and all you wanted to talk about was the same old stuff. After awhile, I felt like I knew what you were going to say before you did.

I needed to move on.

And you? Well, I'm not worried about you at all. You're still just as attractive as when you first caught my eye. A few more wrinkles, perhaps, and a little softer around the edges, but that only seems to add to your character. You deserve someone who will have a fresh appreciation for all the things you know and are. You deserve a more attentive companion.

Goodbye, programming reference books. I'll miss you.