I have been looking around and quite often seeing objects as
“modern versions” of other, more natural things.
The clumps of wires around my computer,
when I see them out of the corner of my eye, of snakes.
Computer light is the modern version of Fire.
Snooping at someone’s bookshelves is the modern equivelent
of looking in someone’s underwear drawer.
I drove back from LA and got in at 2AM and now i’m exhausted
which is the modern version of brain dead.