Computer went bust earlier this week. It quite literally, shut itself down while I was playing WoW halfway — but luckily I was not inside a dungeon or raid.
After several days, computer was finally fixed. But not after I had to endure a lot of anger. I’d rather not talk about it, I promised myself that I would not turn this blog into yet another anger pit.
As I was dragging the computer back home, at the final stretch when I was finally at my doorstep, I think I pulled a muscle on my lower back. It doesn’t really hurt, but I bet I will be feeling the soreness tomorrow. It was almost as if it was some sort of final, divine punishment to reprimand me for what happened earlier: I shouted at my mum on the phone for no reason, and I completely ignored a random passerby on the street who was genuinely asking for directions.
If I do the right thing, I somehow get punished at the very end. If I don’t do the right thing, the punishment comes quicker and is more jarring (like this back ache).
So be it. I have endured far worse things in life from far greater sources of evil. I can take it.