I am addicted to amazon.com. It has taken me some time to admit it, but I hope you will all now be supportive as I battle through this difficult period of my life.
At first I just browsed. Idle curiosity I suppose. I still bought my books in book shops, and my CDs in HMV. It was enough back then. But the pages on the website looked so - well - attractive. And soon I began to crave a more instant hit. Something a little bit more immediate. So I registered. A lot of my friends were doing it. It seemed safe enough.
I'll never forget the first time. The thill of the package hitting my doormat. The ritual of fumbling with that tightly wrapped carboard cover, before I could get at the delicious contents.
At first I thought I could control it. But soon the occasional purchase became a more regular thing. And then it really took hold. I'm ashamed to say it, but soon it was my homepage.
But now, the lies and deceit are over. Help me through this please.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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