We’ve shared a fine relationship up to now. You would eat useless files and I would provide them to you. Things were so simple in the past.
Last night I wanted to discard some unnecessary web captures. I dragged the icons into your gaping jaws. Then I emptied you. To my horror, I realized I had sent six months of my written work, my articles, my love letters, my hate letters, my drunken ramblings and my first novel into oblivion.
There is no undo command in your world. When something is gone, it is certainly gone. Some seem to believe it can be restored but you have taught me the truth.
Perhaps we can take a valuable from this–we must appreciate that the world we live in is not as empty as you.
Fergis T. McGillicuddy