For the second time tonight, I have mistakingly "lost" all kinds of data.
The first mishap of the evening was the loss of the blog of witty "realizations" I have just come to realize....
you will have to take my word for it.
The second mishap was loosing the entirity of a paper due on Tuesday. now mind you, it was only 1 page of writing, with about 2 pages of conceptual thought, but its the "loss that bugs....
All this after loosing my phone on Friday. I shouldn't be bugged but I am.....
As the title suggested, I feel my "loosing" of stuff is meerky symbolic of me "loosing myself" and "loosing touch" with reality.
Not in a "Witty" way I thought I might recover from, but in a serious "I need to get it together" realization....
The worst part is....I have no one to blame but myself.....The upside. I have everything it takes to get through it. Sadly, I know I'm all alone on this.
More proof...I stepped on my cat and fell. i am hurting now. no one noticed, no one said nothing.