CONFESSIONS OF A KEYBOARD ADDICT.

Addictions have probably been around since some ravenous caveman munched out on a pile of fermented fruit and started looking at the world in a whole new light – a happy accident for which I am eternally grateful.
On the other hand ‘Internet addiction disorder’ (a term coined by phycologists to describe a very modern day addiction) is rapidly becoming a blight on our modern society. The symptoms can vary from somewhat extended periods on the key board to an all consuming passion where the victim is only distracted by a desperate desire to go to the toilet or rapidly consume some form of sustenance. In fact if you are reading this you may already be infected and probably should be seeking some form of counselling.

CONFESSIONS OF A KEYBOARD ADDICT:

Damn, you think as the egg drops from your hand.
You should have eaten hours ago but the machine held you in its grip. Now you’ll have to wait a bit longer, you think as you survey the room for something to clean up the mess.
Problem solved and you head for the sink to rinse your hands. You start to move away and you can hardly believe it as your finger somehow hooks itself around a wine glass. You survey the jagged shards in the bottom of the sink and bounce obscenities off the nearby wall. You try and shrug it off as you pick up the pieces. You have to get your head together before your whole day turns to crap, you think.
You place some toast in the toaster and wander past ‘the machine’. It reaches out and draws you in.
How the -- did you let the toast burn, you think as your stomach starts to protest at the growing void. You put in some more and carefully avoid the chair in front of the keyboard.
You breathe a sigh of relief as you remember that disaster only comes in threes. Nothing can stop you now, you think as you reach for the margarine.
Your mouth gapes in disbelief as the lid starts to fall. It’s like a movie in slow motion and you stare in amazement as it actually bounces and turns as if the marg is magnetised and the floor is a giant magnet. You grit your teeth and head for the tissue box.
The ‘machine’ seems to gloat and you struggle to take control as you finally pull the plug. The beast has been defeated and you head for the table to satisfy your hunger.
You’re not going to turn it on again today….. Are you?

CONFESSIONS OF A KEYBOARD ADDICT.

DaveBassett

Queanbeyan, Australia

Artist's Description

A “tongue in cheek” look at an extended session on the keyboard that I should probably try and forget. The really sad part about the whole thing is that it actually happened.

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