|there's a kind of platonic romance that
arises between a workman
and his tools. sure, it's love on a one-way street, but at least the
relationship is built on respect and the human reverence for utility.
i've gotten to know this panel lift quite well--the way its legs fold
to roll through narrow passages, all its little knobs and hinges, the
different ways to relieve its grip and even how to control a rapid
descent by holding my thigh just so against the free spinning crank.
we've enjoyed many a dance yet i don't always long to see her again.