Like a dear family member who you will never be ready to let go of, I find myself saying goodbye to my old computer tower has been quite a bit harder than I expected. Completely unprepared to move on. We were just together last night. He seemed fine. He never let on anything was wrong. He seemed so healthy. Except he wasn’t healthy. He had a virus and he died in his sleep. Windows 7. He was eighty-two in doggy years and even though I guess I have no right to assign gender to a piece of electronics, I am sure he was far too masculine to be anything else but male. Huge keyboard and sturdy base, this tower was built for gaming. The first thing I thought of, the very first thing, I know you know what it was. It’s the first thing we all think of. I didn’t back anything up. Nothing. Looking back, he was giving me hints, at first it was just an occasional reminder but toward the end he was almost insisting but I would not listen. I’m not speaking ill of the dead but a “I’m sick” would have been nice, or a “ hey, I’m not going to be around forever”, but he just slipped away and left me only with memories of an uncountable number of pictures, music and things I have not yet thought of as of today. But I will. A little memory here and there of things lost forever. I have heard of people who are able to bring them back but that seems a little Frankensteinish. I have read Pet Cemetery and nobody wants to end up hiding in a dark corner of the house with only a butter knife for protection.
So here I am, standing on the edge of a new age. Windows 10. I am lost. This one is definitely a girl. From the dainty little keyboard to the cute and sleek tower, this one is built for the eyes. Add that to a double dose of “I don’t understand her”, and it is very much like asking what do you want to do tonight? I don’t know, what do you want to do? ARGH… I wanted to find a nice little program but ye sent me to the app store matey. This one is also way smarter than anything I am use to and the last thing that is screaming” ITS A GIRL”… This one has quite a memory. I am learning new words. Terabytes. I thought gigabytes was a pretty good memory but did I mention that Seven was eighty-two?
So I am faced with two choices. Seven was an awesome friend and we slew many a dragon. I will miss him greatly. Ten on the other hand, offers so many opportunities and the future is bright. My choice is , embrace change or cease to exist. Where is that damn app store anyway?