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fictionThe GPS Trap
So now I have this GPS device strapped around my ankle. I call it the Geezer Positioning System. Right after I get my bath, the ballistic nylon strap is attached to my ankle. She who must be obeyed calls it a “virtual fence.” I call it a prison. If I go outside the prescribed freedom zone, she gets an alarm on her cell phone. It also calls her if the battery is low and monitors temperature conditions – the latter feature is very helpful if I wander into a walk-in freezer or an oven. I can’t tell you how grateful I am for that. I guess I should be happy Every night I have this recurring dream where I get the GPS off of me and strap it on to a longhaul tractor trailer. The dream continues with daughter speeding across I-40 trying to run it down. Then I wake up smiling. I read about a recent study that showed Alzheimers patients who got lost were usually found very close to home – often as close as a quarter mile. I wanted to tell You know what the biggest irony is? They think we’re getting lost, but the truth is we’re just trying to escape the stultifying boredom of it all. So if you see me going over the wall – you can bet it will be without out the GPS. Jay Harrison is a graphic designer and writer whose work can be seen at DesignConcept. He's written a mystery novel, which therefore makes him a pre-published author. Got a 400 word fictional piece you'd like to contribute? Click here. © 2006-2013 ConceptDesign, Inc. Terms of Use |