Wednesday, March 4, 2015

A Novel Annoyance

  Tonight, giving up on my clutter-clearing fail, I decided to go to bed and watch TV.  I turned it on as usual, but the never before seen, nor even heard of, message popped up on the screen:  "Please run the channel scan."   I had no idea what this meant, or how to carry that task out, so I did what comes naturally----pressing every button on the remote.  Finally the menu read Channels, and I clicked away until it eventually read scan.  I clicked and the message read it would take about 20 minutes.
      So I returned to my file box of dusty memories, read some, and entered a few  here.  Some I'll never be able to deal with in my lifetime.  They'll have to self-destruct, I guess.  Saddest of all, though, is that they are reminders of past connections and interactions with parents, children, relatives, co-workers, friends, neighbors, acquaintances.  Mostly positive, but even the negative were the stuff of which life was made.  Now it's just a long wait....

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