A Dramatic Fall.

On Wednesday, I suffered a horrible loss: my computer of 6 years died a tragic death, crashing to its death in not the normal computer crash way but in the literal, fell off the arm of a couch kind of way. I'll admit it, immediately following the plunge I was not a happy girl. But then I had to remind myself that it is just a computer whose time was coming anyway.

But then, my grief turned into something else: reflection. Called me silly and dramatic, but that little guy was with me through a lot. My parents bought it as a graduation gift for me when I was in Israel. It lived on 3rd Hill with Laur and I, wrote my many papers with me, sent happy and not-so-happy emails, kept me in contact with people who are near and dear to my heart, played a lot of music for me, held on for dear life without a working battery for a year, and then survived many cafes with various types of electrical outlets and carried me through a year in Vietnam. That's a long and full life that lucky little computer lived.

And then, again, I remind myself that it was only a thing. And I will get a new one, that is faster and more efficient and whose battery really works. And who knows what kind of adventures that one will get to experience. I could only hope its life is just as exciting as its predecessor's.