My PC is back. Apparently, there’s just a problem with the operating system, and the guys in the repair shop did a great job of fixing it. It’s running smoothly as I type! But there are a few things that tugged at my heart strings.
Having the PC fixed actually cost me a few memories. When I first bought my PC, I digitized some of my old artworks. Basically, I just took pictures of them and saved them in a folder called “Artesanctum.” Also, I backed up my old blogs in tidy XML files that Blogger sends when people order a backup. I put them in the “Blog Things” folder. When the hard drive of the PC got reformatted, of course, they’re gone. This is just sentimentality speaking, though, and I’m sure I won’t die because those files are gone; instead, it looks like it’ll give me some practice with the art of letting go.
I’m sure I won’t die because those files are gone; instead, it looks like it’ll give me some practice with the art of letting go.
On a more practical note, the PC repair cost me a considerable amount of money. I paid P800.00 or roughly $19.65 using the prevailing interest rates. Arguably, it’s still better than not having a PC, so I really can’t dwell into it.
My heavy heart is starting to become lighter as I am finishing this post, and soon, I think that I’ll soon forget these small yet painful tugs at my heart. I am still able to paint and write so it’s just a matter of making new memories — happy ones — that will make me fall in love with my PC all over again.