My computer crashed and I lost most of what I had written.
For two days I wandered around hugging a pillow and feeling sick inside.
My computer nerd guy (ever compassionate those types huh?) merely said "if you wrote it once you can write it again"
well that rankled...I mean what am I? some kind of human back up disk?
my words are carefully chosen works of art
I love the line by Oscar Wilde, where he said
“This morning I took out a comma and this afternoon I put it back in again.”
writing happens in fits and spurts and is hard won
I cant believe I never made a back up of something I considered precious
so here I am
all my lost and (carefully crafted I might add) words are gone
all my favorite quotes and sayings. All my brilliant moments
ok, maybe I am not a Michelangelo with words, but
It is like my words were road dust and I was put through an involuntary car wash
so I will start again
after all what does anyone do after a disaster?
they start anew
they build better
so AMEN to my expired hard drive
and HELLO to my new one
may I make you worthy of honesty and truth
Heaven knows there can always be more of it
so I begin again