Mawson: I’m weary of it all, Bomund. Weary. All these Signins and Passwords, Pins and and updates and apps. And the downloads and themes and modes, Logins and Likes and locks, and statuses and scans and resets and shares. And lists of things to do …
Buttons and backups and reboots and recharges and little keys that my big paws keep missing and words that spall thomselves rrong. Categories, contacts, connections and comments, keywords and tags and formats and filters. Secrets answers I forget. And Things that break down. Things to get serviced. Things that just won’t work. And lists and lists and lists of things to do ….
So I’m going away. Yes, I am , Bomund, I’m leaving it all behind. No more things that ring or buzz or go Ping. It’s the simple life for me, Bomund. I’m starting now.
All I want is my change of bowties, because a bear wants to always look his best. And basic provisions of .. umm .. cocoa-rich chocolate shells with smooth fillings to melt in the mouth.
Farewell, world of botherations. Farewell getting words typed all wrong. Goodbye screens! Goodbye lists!
Bomund: That sounds grand, Mawson. Can I come too? Can I? Can I?
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