When my husband and I went to get the baggage, my laptop case was missing… I was confused because I couldn’t understand how it happened and I didn’t know when the thief had taken it. I couldn’t accept my terrible loss, first I lost my laptop and second my data because I hadn’t done a recent back-up.My friend Muxfin says: A laptop is like a baby. It arrives naked and you look after it to fill it with knowledge and experience. When a laptop goes memory vanishes, but when children leave home only memories remain.
My mood changed from the incredulity to distress, I felt a pain in my heart, as if it was broken by sadness. I Never could see my fourth child, my lovely little laptop(1). I planned some actions to go back to the past. I thought if I bought the same laptop and the same case, maybe I could forget that black day like it never existed.
On Friday night I surfed on the Internet looking for the model of my lost laptop. I couldn’t find the same model and I had to broaden the number of brands and models. In a couple of hours I had a market report about the best prices. As it happens, the best shop was near home, so I went to bed a little relaxed.
On Saturday morning I got up early and I went to the shop. At 9:00 a.m. I ordered my new laptop but I couldn’t find the attaché case. I went to a big market but I couldn’t find either, then I bought it on the Internet. I only had to wait, but I haven’t patience.
On Saturday evening I started to feel anxious. I stayed at home and I couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t sit down, I couldn’t watch TV, I couldn’t listen to music, I couldn’t read, I couldn’t write… I Only walked from one place to another without a clear objective. Then I felt the need to have a drink.
I like drink beer, wine, and rum with friends when we meet in bars or parties, but I never drink at home when I’m alone or I’m sad. However , that day I had some rum and coke until I felt my heart beat without pain. I went to bed more relaxed that last day.
On Sunday morning, apart from my broken heart, the alcohol had evaporated from my body leaving my head in terrible pain(2). I had to drag my body all day, like a snake. Time passed slowly until I went to bed without alcohol in my veins.
A week later, I went to the shop to pick up my new laptop. I swore that I would never forget my lovely little laptop, more older and slower than the new but the best mate for me. Right now, four months later, I remember it with sadness and I even hope the police(3) will find my laptop and they’ll give it to me.
(1) When I came back home and I told my children that the laptop had been stolen, they told me: “we were lost our younger brother”
(2) Some bad tongues said that it was a hangover
(3) I told them the serial number
broken, heart, laptop, missing
