My Worst Fear

My worst fear was confirmed sometime last Wednesday when my laptop was stolen from the car. My only consolation is that the thief did not broke the car window. It happened over dinner and I believe that I've heard my car alarm sounded. But I didn't bother to go check. After dinner, when I was back at the car, it took me awhile to realize that it was gone.

At that moment, although I was very calm but inside, it seems like all hopes were dashed. As a freelance writer, I rely on the laptop for more than anything. It was a means to getting paid. The few days without the laptop was like, involuntarily closing my "business" as I delayed deadlines and told my clients, "The most unfortunate thing happened to me last night.."

However, I am very lucky that the boyfriend has a spare laptop and he very quickly fixed it on his own as it was having some problems previously. Now, I am back on track again. Who says nerds are boring? ;)