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My Blackberry broke for the second time today. I was good this morning, but by 2:00 I was out of business. It may seem like a small thing, but I feel naked without the damn thing. And that’s the trouble. I hate the fact that I had an anxiety attack over being disconnected. I mean what the hell?
I was an early adopter. I had one of the first units back when they first came out. I even had my own Blackberry server working on an Exchange server I managed. After a couple of years of pain. I threw it into a lake. I went back to a cell phone. I was happy.
Why did I go back? I’ll never understand my desire to be efficient. It comes with joy and pain. Well… more pain actually.
deleted5855019 44p · 861 weeks ago
Jack 119p · 861 weeks ago
Mojoey 107p · 861 weeks ago
Procrustes 57p · 861 weeks ago
I guess an analogy would be if I were to buy a brand new laptop, and it would be slower and buggier than my ten-year-old laptop. Another analogy that comes to mind is just about every Microsoft "upgrade." Vista, anyone?
Mojoey, what do you think about the new Google Android platform?
psychodiva · 861 weeks ago
SB Wright 110p · 861 weeks ago
Johnny Crow · 860 weeks ago
"... at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There's the little empty pain of leaving something behind -- graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There's the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There's the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn. There's the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens.
And if you're very, very lucky, there are a very few blazing hot little pains you feel when you realize that you are standing in a moment of utter perfection, an instant of triumph, or happiness, or mirth which at the same time cannot possibly last -- and yet will remain with you for life.
Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.
Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's a big part and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another..."
Your post reminded me of it. Something to chew on. Good luck on your poetry btw.