... is almost dead.

I mean my notebook. I assume I've lost all data including photographs, tons of music and translations. What I know is that hard drive should be taken out from computer and then... I forgot what then, but there is a little (hopeless?) chance that my computer is gonna wake up. So far it's still in a coma. Apparently, I'm not upset about losing my 'precious' data or perhaps my consciousness hasn't taken a note of the lost yet.

Again weird thought came to my mind. The thought whispered that maybe there is hidden sense of this whole event, maybe we rely too much on technology? Probably it's not the most insightful remark ever, however I'd rather stick to that remark instead of going mad and bursting with anger. Of course I'm angry, but it's under control. More or less.

==========================================

Z powodów powyższych od kilku dni jestem sfrustrowana. I nawet nie frustruje mnie sam fakt odcięcia od codziennych nawyków związanych z komputerem czy utrata (prawdopodobnie) danych, ale to, że wypadłam z rytmu i nawalam z terminami (bynajmniej nie z tymi narzuconymi z góry, ale osobistymi). I to, że akurat wtedy, kiedy najbardziej potrzebuję komputera (czytaj: pisanie pracy magisterskiej), ten wysiadł. Okazuje się, że prowadząc ustabilizowany tryb życia (czyli w moim przypadku zaleganie w jednym miejscu dłuższy czas), komputer staje się nieodzownym narzędziem pracy, podtrzymywania kontaktów z ludźmi i oczywiście rozrywki. Pozostaje wpisać wielkie (p)ECH.

Dziś otrzymałam list z przeszłości. I przyznam szczerze, że nie wiem co z nim zrobić.

Jakiś czas temu odświeżyłam sobie płytę, która stanowiła/i dość ważną pozycję w moim rozwoju muzycznym i w jakiś sposób towarzyszyła okresowi młodzieńczego buntu (moja mama twierdzi, że ten cały czas trwa, ale... to kwestia dyskusyjna). „Słowa nie straciły na wartości, znaczenie pozostało...” jak najbardziej trafne. Mimo upływu lat teksty z tego albumu nadal pozostają aktualne, nadal skłaniają do refleksji, nadal mogę je odnieść do siebie. Kto nie zna, pozycja obowiązkowa. Grammatik EP+

============================================

SECOND THOUGHT: How many times we gonna make same mistakes??? :(

============================================

Comments

  1. xvegeliciousx21 April 2010 at 21:01

    Emi ja też nawalam z terminami, przepraszam, ale nie zdążyłam z płytką :(. Jutro Zakopane, jestem w stresie... Za mało czasu, za mało...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Personal Landmarks: A Map of Trauma in London

Image
For me, London is defined by its street names, locations, and urban landmarks. Over the past 14 years, these elements (and more!) have left very distinctive mark on me. My London, first and foremost, is the one I came to know as a courier. I memorised all the addresses—Soho’s townhouses, the glass and steel skyscrapers in the City, and the many other places I delivered to. That was pre-smart phone era, so the famous A to Z map became my best friend for three years. This experience formed the foundational layer of my "London skin". Later, as I became an operations controller, these addresses took on a more digital form. They became combinations of postcodes (EC2M or EC2N—who can tell the difference? Well, I can, as I’ve become a bit of a postcode geek!), each just another place to send a delivery. Then there’s another layer—my social life in London, full of moments, encounters, people, and unexpected events scattered throughout the city. After 14 years, this collection of expe...
Read more

ADO starfish

Image
ADO – the name of a bus service in Mexico Starfish –  a 5-armed sea creature that everyone loves I absolutely dislike traveling at night. While it may seem like a cost-effective option and works for some, I simply cannot sleep on trains, buses, or planes unless I can stretch my legs in semi-bed position. Traveling at night in Vietnam, however, had its perks.                     If only Mexican night buses offered the same comfort...                            Currently exploring southern Mexico, I knew the time would come for a long-distance night bus. That moment arrived with my journey from San Cristóbal de las Casas to Oaxaca (pronounced 'Wahaca'), a “lovely” 12.5-hour ride. I even took sleeping pills in an attempt to catch some sleep during the trip. The bus was dark, the seats were comfortable, and it was only half full, allowing me to spread out across two r...
Read more

Three weeks into my Panchakarma retreat

Image
I am currently three weeks into my Panchakarma retreat. It feels like I have entered level four of a captivating video game. The anticipation (or dread) of the impending final stage of my detox journey,   known as the infamous ‘vasti’-(often referred to as “the mother of all panchakarma procedures”), looms overhead. Last week, I underwent the ‘nasya’ treatment, that is cleanse of your nasal passages and detoxification of the head and neck. This procedure came with a challenging condition : no hair washing allowed. For a full seven days, my hair remained unwashed, gradually becoming so greasy that catching a glimpse of it in the mirror turned into a test of endurance! Fortunately, the ‘nasya’ experience had a silver lining, as it was coupled with herbal steam bath and ‘kizhi’ treatment—a pounding massage with heated herbal pouches infused with medicinal oils. These fragrant sachets worked their magic on my body, providing a perfect blend of invigoration and relaxation. ‘Kizhi’...
Read more