Consider Reconsider me back.
The computer is running. The external Hard Drive is dead.
Don't worry about what is lost there. That's yesterday. Today everything is new.
Even this, from way back when I did a little handweaving to make the center. It's like a tiny flying carpet she says to herself. I'm suddenly shaken awake. After a deep sleep, I am deeply awake. Seeing everything differently even before words form. There are sudden travel plans and plenty to be undone before going.
Hold your hat the wind is kicking up.