Being without a computer when you've grown so used to it feels like having suddenly your arms cut off. I didn't think I was that addicted, but I now seem completely helpless as far as paperwork goes, staying in contact with people, organizing myself, writing letters. And, when you're stupid enough to electronically store all the little details of your life, this can easily be gone in a blink:
Your correspondence for the last fifteen years, your mailbox, your bookkeeping, lecture notes with problems and solutions for all the classes you’ve taught (and taken), tax reports, and of course the photos from your last ten vacations, birthday parties, pictures of your nephews and nieces when they were younger, your wedding, your honeymoon, and old photo albums that you’ve patiently been scanning and retouching. And then there’s of course the wonderful CD database you just completed!
This should teach me not to put so much trust in a machine again ...
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