Last Sunday I learnt this in a quite direct “slap in your face” kind of way. After returning from a nice outing to Baltimore with my family, we found that someone had entered the house through a (previously) blocked dog-flap, had had a good look around and left with an arm full of stuff (the amount of stuff he – she?? – took and left indicates one individual), including my laptop computer. No, I’m not good at making regular backups. But, just by the nature of my work (and my personality) I tend to collaborate, share, put stuff online before it’s a 150% polished product. And, guess what, you can’t steal the internet. At least our little neighborhood hoodlum can’t.
So everything I shared, I still have. Whatever I kept to myself, the thief got. I decided to see it philosophically – for what else can I do, after the fact.
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