You got wet, I’m sad to say.
You won’t start up now.
You were so loved, and I cried when I said goodbye.
I love you, and it breaks my heart that I have to replace you.
Kindle DX, you will always be my first ebook reader, forever on my mind.
I’m not happy that I have to replace you with the Kindle Fire, but I have to.
I’d rather have you still working though.
I wrote that on my writing blog. My heart hurts, SO much with the loss of the Kindle. It’s dead. So gone. 🙁 I’m lucky that I have back-up things. I’m going to be using my HTC Surround for my “Kindle” for now, until we can get the replacement, which will be the Kindle Fire, for sure. I’ve weighed the pros and cons, and the Fire wins out for everything. It’ll be useful more than a Kindle Touch 3G or a Kindle Keyboard 3G.
I’m going to survive though. I cried, and I mean that quite literally. I cried. I bawled. My face got ugly. I ranted at Josh, I screamed at the kids (hey, they’re the ones who got the liquid IN my bag :'( I have since apologized to everyone, and they all seem to understand. It truly wasn’t anything against them, and it wasn’t even really the loss of the Kindle itself, it was what it symbolized. As I told Josh: Books are a piece of my soul. Each and every single one of them.