Twenty-four hours with the geniuses at my local Apple retailer and my laptop is up and running again. RIP dear old hard drive, it was great while it lasted.
Very good things: extended warranties, external back-ups.
I was invited to attend a high school theater-dance performance this evening, the project of a local dance nonprofit in partnership with the school’s performing arts program. The students were fantastic, and each piece’s theme touched upon all manner of issues that they themselves face: abuse, genocide in their home countries, self-doubt and self-consciousness, sexuality, relationships, forgiveness, freedom. As the show unfolded before me, I was transported back to my own high school days: the nervousness, frustration, and joy that was wrapped up in each performance, and how wonderful and alive it all felt. I hadn’t realized just how strongly I have missed it.
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