I know I have backed things ups. I know I have backed things up two or even three times. In separate locations. Multiple formats. I know this. But I have to "restore" my wife's iPhone. Do you realize what that means? That means wiping everything clean. Clearing it out.
This is nerve-wracking. I feel like I am performing electronic surgery. It is constant stress.
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my first thought... during my time in hawaii, i lived with two young men who loved literature.. reading and writing... as much as i did. my little perfect storybook of those times was defined by two guys with whom i wrote, discussed books, characters, poetry, lava hikes, mauna kea, celestial bodies... i used to write short stories (always have been my favorite) and leave them tacked up to bulletin boards, at the library, coffee shops... there was quite the transient population there, and i do remember waiting at the laundromat and not having a damned thing to read. I never saved those handwritten stories and never felt as though i was leaving something behind. Not that my silly scribblings are as important as near daily snapshots of your little one...
ReplyDeleteHere's a thought: you could *gasp* print some of the photos...onto paper! Seriously, though, I know what you mean.
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