A little passage I found.
They seem to forget everything when the computer is turned off. Every time I turn the PC on I say, "Do you remember me, my love?" and all she says is "Have we met?" Woe am I, to crave the lasting companionship of a hard drive but require the quick gratification of a DDR2 stick. She knows everything about me; all my passwords, documents, games, and usage habits. She never seems to mind being used for prefetch, but as soon as she finishes her job she forgets everything about me. To her our relationship is purely physical. Sometimes I wonder if I am using her, or if she is using me? Am I just some throwaway toy she uses to get her kicks?
Alas, NVRAM; if only you ran faster, we would be together forever.
Or perhaps a solid state drive can fill the hole this memory has left in my heart?
For now, too expensive, but tomorrow...
Love can wait for tomorrow.
The future is bright, but for tonight
I shall remain with you, my random access Lover.
It's not mine. It touches my heart, ha!