Not-so-Computer-Savvy I opened the lid of my laptop this morning, the infinite possibilities immediately running through my head, when something happened that hindered it all I was faced with a screen as black as death. Oh, terror of terrors, that my wealth of unbacked-up data should be lost to that unknown zone, the realm beyond even cyberspace! I was filled with an inescapable dread and my face set in grim determination. I tried all the possibilities shuffling the mouse, working the touchpad, running my fingers over miscellaneous keys
I even turned the switch at the wall on and off and fiddled with the power supply itself. Still the black screen glared at me with its unspoken but unmistakable message. The situation looked dire. Dire enough, I thought, to call in the expert Benjamin. Ashen-faced I exited the room and pleaded my case before the great specialist in all things technological. Arranging his features into a business-like mode, my com
A Summer SunsetIt was the sunset that drew me. It beckoned to me through our front window - downour six steps, through the sun-washed garden, along the kinky, constricted alleyway untilthe view burst upon me like a revelation. I had reached the docks. The scene halted my footsteps, impressing upon me the full weight of its tranquility. Ibreathed in deeply, allowing my lungs to be filled with the freshness of air only found bythe sea. The sun was giving the sky a goodnight kiss, leaving behind a blush of thedeepest coral pink. Its broken reflection on the water was but a memory of that flawlesssummer's day. My gaze fell upon a wharf stretched out to meet the sea, a gateway to endlesspossibilities. A mast's slender cross was silhouetted against the sky. Spellbound, Iwatched the three lonely boats as they floated on the ripples of the sunset. They hid in acove, between the docks and the hulking figure on the horizon, a dark giant slumberingin s
A ReverieA moment's reflection - what does it bring?The sorrow of silence, the glory of spring?A solitary violinCan capture all the griefs within,Encapsulate the days of oldFrom memories swift to Virtue's gold.