It’s happened. The much-dreaded death of a laptop battery. She went peacefully, I’d say. Lingered some, let out three rasping breaths, and then turned her lights off forever.
As with most passings-on, I am slightly numb. Disoriented. And, of course, right about when I have so much to say, bereft of a laptop and sanity.
I hope to return in a while. On my own computer. Because hammering at keys on my family PC in a room smelling of the sibling’s old clothes at the height of summer is more than I can take. Of course I love you. But not that much.
Back in a bit. I hope. And even if I bounce back in a jiffy, this will, in ways unclear even to me, have been the end of an era.
Now pass me the darn tissue, will ya? 😥
Vox populi