Delete Key

In the 80's an acquaintance turned into my stalker, I never figured out why. She used to come to the house and look into the first floor windows, which reached ground level. I closed the shutters and hid in back of the house. Then letters started to arrive, I opened one and pitched into the fireplace as well as any that came after that. My daughter asked me why I would throw letters into the fire without reading them. I explained to her that just because you get a letter in the mail does not mean you have to read it. Then flowers started to arrive which I asked the florist to take back, and finally a funeral wreath was delivered. I didn't accept it and asked both florists in town never to deliver anything to our home. 

With the arrival of the computer I often find myself getting unwanted email. I used to open it all and my reward was a computer full of worms and viruses. After paying for repeated computer repair I decided that I didn't have to open email from people I don't know. That's when I fell in love with the "delete" key. When I open email whether from friends or family that begin with "how dare you" I read no further and just click my beloved "delete" key. There is a certain power in that or perhaps it is called "Self-preservation"? The positive thing about that is that at least you can't get funeral wreaths through the computer.