The instructions were haphazardly written along the edge. Below the earth to find the way, the map said. Enter through the trap door hidden in the dark recesses and the light will eerily glow. There shall you find what you thought lost and your journey complete, but what is the way out? Had the adventurer had lost her way and struggled to remember the steps back?
Would I lose my way?
No. Not on a trip to the crawlspace anyway. Though, it does feel like an adventure in there, sometimes. I recently dragged a couple of old pc towers out of that dark cave. They had fought hard, but both had died an inglorious death about a decade ago. Why did their bodies remain, you ask?
Well, there were a lot of memories stored on them thar thangs! Old video editing projects, forgotten written works in progress, and photos lost to time. One day I would victoriously retrieve them and save my collective… um… past. Yeah sure, sounds good, mhmm.
And I was victorious! In truth, Désha was the one to get it done. But I lugged those heavy bastards up into the light! And a treasure trove she found among the chaff. All those things we had hoped for minus the video projects for they were quite dead.
Considering how January 2021 has been playing out, it was nice to wander through those memories. Oh, not to live in interesting times…
What’s that old saying? Out like a lion and back in like a tornado? Something like that, right? It sure felt like that as it all unfolded on the news. I was planning on writing a post about this month, but I decided I’d rather stay positive. Getting to look back at dimly remembered days, old, salvaged thoughts and the like made for happier thoughts.
Kind of a random entry, I know. Sometimes looking back can help you see the brightness that the future still holds.
Now, where did I leave those shades?
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