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Patience for the Impatient

I wake up every morning clutching my reserve like you clutch your smartphone, pleading with it in a whisper, "Please don't die on me."

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Published: Jan 9, 2015
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Tags: #metaphor #stupid #smartphones #reserve #cellphones

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