After an outage, it’s a relief when a system returns as before. If a piece of gear works it’s taken for granted; few praise the magic box that is technology. And the magic box always purrs, right? Of course it does, Virginia. What functioned perfectly yesterday, last week, and last month, no longer does. There must be gremlins loose, hopped up on glue.

But, when something mission critical malfunctions it’s like inheriting a car with a busted radio. Eventually one adapts to a stereo free experience, yet the silence never feels right.

In any case, I’m glad things are sorted out and running smooth.

Off to work, write, work and then errands.