The other day I was reminded just how depend I am upon my computer. I was working on my iMac and suddenly my mouse quit working properly. It began acting erratically, preventing me from doing the things I was wanting to do on the computer.
I changed the batteries in the mouse--no difference. I rebooted the computer--no difference. I soon realized that it was the mouse that was the problem. I was in a panic, it felt as if Doom itself was hovering over me. I couldn’t do anything without my mouse. I depend on it and my computer, for my painting, for my photography, for my writing, and for my music. It was a horrible feeling to suddenly be cut off from all of those things and more.
Incredibly, I discovered that sometime in the past, I had bought another mouse, which was still in its box, and had never used, so luckily, I was able to use it to get back to my normal routines. Living in a tiny, isolated village like I do, means that I wouldn’t have been able to run down to a local store and buy a new mouse, but in the end, it all worked out.
I constantly hear stories about how dependent young people are on their phones. Usually upon hearing about that, I shake my head in disbelief, but I now realize that I am just as dependent on my computer.
You can see my paintings at: davidmarchant2.ca
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