Made to bend in the wind

It’s the only way to live.

In the middle of typing a sentence, I noticed that the laptop had stopped keeping a record of my words. Confused, I kept typing. And then a box popped up: you are not connected to the internet

I watched the little lines on the icon above my document try to widen out and make contact with the top, then fall back down again. 

How strange that our connecti…

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