You may have noticed that my blog has been quiet for the last two weeks, even the poetry portion of my entries. This was not a planned absence, like a late summer holiday. It was a malfunction of my keyboard which required an overlong stay at the Apple repair facilities. Overlong in that I was originally told the repair would be 3-5 days, then 5-7 days, then 7-10 days, then “we’ll call you when it’s fixed” days.
Day 16 and my laptop computer is finally returned to me. (A year or so ago I decided to downsize to one computer when my desktop got fried by lightning.)
It turns out my laptop is part of a generation of laptops with easily disabled keyboards. Link to Article about the problem. The only good thing about this whole affair is that I had 8 days remaining on my warranty which saved me the $310 repair bill.
Without my computer, I discovered how much of my life is routed through the device. All my creative writing, my graphic design, most of my news gathering, and my access to MLB radio broadcasts.
I did wander around aimlessly the first few days not knowing what to do or how to handle the isolation (an exaggeration). I ended up watching a bit more TV. I did my physical therapy twice a day instead of once. I bicycled a little farther each day. I still stopped at my favorite cafe to write and read, but I wrote letters (instead of email or poetry or short stories). And I purchased drawing paper and colored pencils for “analog” (non-digital) artwork.
The absence of my laptop top forced me to learn to do some digital age stuff on my smart phone: I learned to use the Apple Podcast app to listen to Malcolm Gladwell and Freakanomics. I loaded the TED app to continue my practice of watching TED talks during physical therapy. I learned to do my banking via my phone so my bills could get paid on time (you will earn no interest from me VISA [shaken fist in air]).
My opinion of Apple has suffered, but has been in decline for the last 8 years or so. Apple has not become as maddening as Microsoft of the 1990s, but they are headed in that direction. I am still waiting for software fixes from 2016—small stuff, but annoying and need to be addressed. My I phone 8 has just been recalled. I think becoming the first trillion dollar company in the world went to Apple’s head and they attempt to go in too many directions above what their current level of brain power can actually handle in a quality manner that I previously loved about Apple.
Has my computer respite taught me anything? Yes. My creative life is very digital: writing, design, and photography. My music is digital. My sports is partially digital. My clothes shopping is digital. Also, I learned I am not ready to commit to going back to the analog world, though I would like to have as much hair as I did 30 years ago.
I will start back up posting poems tomorrow in the next entry.
Love & Light