I was working on a poem.
It was about love and lust.
I thought it was pretty good.
It was almost done.
It was almost finished.
Then.
Then, the Internet went down.
Then, the Internet went down.
It was not almost gone.
It was not about to be gone.
It was gone.
I hate it when that sort of things happen. I use so much coding when I loose something just about the time it is completed, I am surprised you could not hear me all the way to your house. LOL
Blessings,
Lesa
love your piece but had to laugh because it's why I always handwrite things then post them this way if the eclopse decides to crap I don't lose my work...