on the death of a Kindle

🫧 Open on Bubbles My days—and perhaps even my hours—are numbered. Remember this: in sorrow, seek happiness. — Father Zosima, The Brothers Karamazov My Kindle is dying. Not dramatically. There will be no smoke, no sparks, no mournful electronic chime. It still turns on. It still holds a charge. It still opens books with the same quiet dignity it always has. It is simply becoming... obsolete. Fifteen years after Amazon released the Kindle Touch, the company decided that this generation had finally outlived it