EPTLife is funny. No. It's cruel. It eases you into some semblance of order, and the violently jolts you out of it. And again and again and again... I still can't believe how fast it happened. Just when I was starting to think that I'm living in a semi-normal manner after all these years too. I literally went to sleep one night, and when I woke up the deed was done.
It's not fair, you know. This computer has been with me for the majority of my life. Well, I admit, I've changed a few parts over the years. Ok, all of the parts. Multiple times. And the casing and peripherals too. And the monitor. Ok, ok, the only common between my current computer and the first one I had back in the day is the name, but that's not the point. Cause it's still my computer, you know? We've been through thick and thin, it has always been there for me in my darkest moments. And now it's gone.
What happened, you might ask? I simply left it on one night, I was so exhausted from my daily curriculum that I literally passed out on my bed as soon I touched its surface. The next morning, oh I remember it so well: the heaviness of my eyelids; my uncoordinated stumbling as I feeble rose from my bed. It just didn't feel right from the start. And lo and behold, my gpu had overheated and cooked itself during my feverish dreamless sleep. While idling. It's not fair, you know. There was no warning, it just happened. I took good care of it, regularly cleaning out dust and such. Did it matter in the end? Not one bit.
I've been trying to cope with it by trying to be more social. I got a short boyish haircut, shaved off my beard entirely. That's not working out tho, it's just sapping the energy out of me. Most people are too much effort for too little return, and I need to be left alone every now and then. That's the problem tho, I used to have my computer and now I don't. I'm starting to suffer from the effects of isolation, even if I'm in the middle of 5000 people... I don't know what to do. I just hope that I will survive, somehow.
But for now I'm stuck being alone in this town of mine, with no escape in sight, no rhyme or reason to my life. I don't know what to do... but no matter what it is, I will carry on with the fond memory of all the time I spent with my computer.
