Geek Squad wants $519 to maybe fix my computer. Maybe. They won't know if it can be fixed until they crack it open and tinker with the insides. And if it can't be fixed, I'm out $519, plus $99.99 for the initial tinkering they did before they decided that $99.99 wasn't enough of my hard-earned money to line their corporate pockets.
The last photos of my grandfather are on that computer.
The revision of my 100+ page full-length play are on that computer.
Poems that I never printed.
Stories that I thought were incomplete, so never printed, waiting to be revised.
Words that I can never fully capture again are in that computer.
All trapped in that damn computer.
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