Whom the Gods Destroy
Fuck.
Someone stole my laptop early Friday morning. All my stories I've been working on, all my music, all my work files, all my life for almost two years-- all gone.
I never gave my laptop a name like some other owners did. But it's only now I realized why: I didn't own my laptop, it was a part of me-- like a hand or a foot.
And now that it's gone, I feel like an amputee.
Fuck.
Someone stole my laptop early Friday morning. All my stories I've been working on, all my music, all my work files, all my life for almost two years-- all gone.
I never gave my laptop a name like some other owners did. But it's only now I realized why: I didn't own my laptop, it was a part of me-- like a hand or a foot.
And now that it's gone, I feel like an amputee.
Fuck.
2 comments:
Oh man, sorry to hear the news. It's bad enough when a computer crashes, but to have someone steal it is terrible. I hope your luck balances out soon.
hopefully yeah. thanks.
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