This painting by Leonardo Da Vinci reflects my pensive mood. Yesterday, in the process of leaping from one dying laptop to a new one I lost a file containing two years + accumulation of various creative writing projects. Back it up we all say, but sometimes we don't and I didn't. Thanks to the help of some online friends and one closer to home I am in the process of retrieving what can be salvaged. This mishap has given me new insight as to what matters to me in my life. Another person suggested that if the work is permanently lost that somehow, these "thoughts, feelings or intuitions" that I needed to communicate will reemerge in another form. I may have to live with that. If anyone reading this has been through a similar process I would be interested in hearing how they coped with it on a spiritual, philosophical level. There are times in our life where we have to move forward, no matter how difficult it feels.
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