on the death of a Kindle

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…