Barbara J. Hamby

The Lost is Found

I found my flash drive today. I picked up a tissue box and something rattled inside. There it was! How it got there I’ll never know. But now that I’ve found it and smoothed out all the wrinkles in both computers (or so I thought), I can’t connect to Broadband. There’s always something, it seems, to keep this old brain challenged.

And so begins the ritual of plugging and unplugging, starting and restarting, etc. ad nauseum.