My alarm vibrates. Then rings. Then vibrates and rings. This is the only electronic device I have in my possession that doesn't bear an Apple logo.
Once I negotiate with my alarm on giving me a few extra minutes of [non]rest, I slowly peel back the covers and shield my eyes with the comfort of rubbing hands, as I flip on the light switch with my elbow. That cruel first piercing light of morning.
I stumble into my bathroom and all-too-soon stare at the hot mess that is presented before me that can only be explained as my retched doppleganger. The day must get better.
I reach for my iPad sitting on the corner of the counter.
What type of day will this be? My finger glides through my premade playlists giving me a plethora of options from my 2,000+ song library. What will it be? I’ll let the Apple gods of fate decide.
I gently tap shuffle on my iTunes.
Ahh, yes. 'Glee' was a good choice for this morning. Suddenly my Medusa-like reflection isn’t looking so badly anymore.
Coffee is made, clothes are on, make-up has made be presentable for interacting with other human beings, so I suppose I can now interact with these people.
I lift open the lid to my MacBookPro.
Emails are sent, Facebook statuses are liked, news websites are scanned. I pack up my MacBookPro in my bag and walk down to the garage to start my commute to work. I get in, lock the door [yes parents, this is really the second thing I do], and fish out my auxiliary cord from the center console.
I plug in my iPod Touch.
When I return home from the day and my shower’s been taken, dinner’s been made, and my DVR queue is unappetizing, I reach for the sleek, thin, familiar remote on my end table.
Ahh, the Apple TV. Let’s see what else is on.
How wrong the doctor was about just needing one apple a day. iNeed 5. I wonder if they've made the same oversight with wine...
Until today, I hadn’t realized, or perhaps my embodied habits shielded me from recognizing, what a huge part Steve Jobs iNNOVATION has played into mine and many of our routines.
In the way we wake up.
In the way we communicate.
In the way we create.
In the way we think what's possible.
In the way we consume entertainment
56 is far too soon, but wow. What a legacy to leave behind. I don't know if you'd call it ironic, fantastic or eerie, that by way of the technology you've created, would be the way the news of your death would spread within minutes around the globe.
"Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on."
Thank you, Sir.
