Telling: Altars & Artifacts

mom

crash

Last night, unable to sleep, I got up out of bed and spent 2 hours working on my journal. At about 3am my system crashed which I took as a sign that it was time to call it a night. This morning I find the file completely corrupted. It now contains a script that I was working on last week. Last night's work is lost. I must begin again.

 

A Mother's Journal

field notes from
1997 - 1999