A Writer’s Life After Spilled Tea

I might have been doing one too many things at the time. And the reality is I shouldn’t had my tea so close to my laptop. But I, like most writers, tried to nourish my body while depleting my mind. Those pictures on Instagram is not just a façade. If you like to write and you like to eat, then most times you are doing them both at the same time.

I didn’t think it would happen to me. I am usually so careful. But every once in a while, things happened to remind me I am human. Yes, I know I write about having super powers. But, I am just talking about my words and it’s usually my way of encouraging myself to keep writing. And so, when I couldn’t for the life of me or my laptop predict that I would spill tea into my keyboard. Well, this human wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to reverse the hand of time. And when I couldn’t I prayed, “please lawd, not today.”

But, there’s no sense in crying now over spilled tea, now.

I should have known better. I should have taken a moment and sat at the kitchen table with my morning breakfast and my thoughts. Maybe a pen and paper for those special moments. I should have save my writing for later. But I didn’t.

Now my computer is in a bag with raw brown rice. They say that rice absorbs moisture in a cell phones. If you drop a cell phone in water, cover it with rice to save it. So, I try to save my laptop the same way. I hope it works, I can’t lose my good stuff. I didn’t even do the other thing they tell us to do. I didn’t back up my work. What am I going to do.