You know the other day I was lying ill in my bed, incompetent for everything but thought. So I thought to myself : "What do I miss the most right now?". And the answer came without bias: "My linux". Not my computer... it was my OS.. My Linux.

So I thought to myself... "You miss it. But what is it exactly that you *feel* about it. Is it awe? Is it pleasure? What is it?". After some thought I realised, with surprise and tenderness that it was actually love.

Why do I think it' s love? Plenty of reasons

I need to be around it all the time.
I let it take care of me, as I take care of it.
It has never failed me yet.
I don' t want to be with another one, even if it looks nicer
It lets me change it according to what I like or dislike
It seems to know what I need
I am its one and only root
It looks rough around the edges but it is real sweat once you get intimate with it
It plays my mp3s
It can stay up for many many days to serve me
It didn' t marketed its way to my heart
It forgives my mistakes unless they 're really really stupid
It 's not expensive
It lets me rehash my deamons
It lets me kill its processes
It lets me see what it' s made of... its source
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