'J'

My greatest fear you ask?

Forget heights. Forget dogs.

It’s the fear of my computer crashing. Well…ok it’s in a close tie with swimming in lakes and oceans.

A recent accident involving the uprooting of my ‘J’ key, led me to 5 minutes of anxiety and panic. My heart may have stopped for a fraction of a second and I most definitely forgot to breathe. In short, sympathetics shot through the roof.

There was a time when the life of my computer was not tied up to my own, when I could deal with my entire C drive’s deletion. A time, when I did not think of its presence as the 2nd occupant of this apartment. However, a series of unfortunate circumstances involving a glass of water and a fried motherboard left me seriously traumatized.

Once upon a time I too laughed at sci-fi flicks of machines running their creators. Now, I’m the little cartoon that the mechanical arm hoists up by the scruff of the neck. And yes, time and again I let it pick me up and drop me down, leaving me totally vulnerable to its mechanical mood swings and passive aggressive error screens.