Computational Complications

I don't know why, but I've come to rely on the Internet as my one form of escape from the trials and tribulations of my daily existence. When the rigors of life catch up to me, the Internet and its vast stores of knowledge provide me respite.

Which is why when I spilled my Hi-C with just a touch of Stoli on my little brother’s laptop and I lost my only outlet to the web before Christmas, I spent the next few days in my room, staring at the ceiling, wondering when I would be reunited with what I feel has become my real home. It’s funny how that is, when my family and few friends want nothing to do with me, the warmth of the monitor draws me into a whole new place where I feel like my existence has meaning.

Thankfully, now that I’m back at work, I have access to this world of wonder that I missed so dearly.

As you’ve noticed, I gave Christmas the most cursory of acknowledgements. I am still debating into how much detail I should go, but I will let you know for now that it was harrowing.