Cheap and Simple or Expensive and Complex Backup

A backup in techinical language refers to making copies of a piece of information, so that these copies may be used to restore the original - in case of a loss. And its these 'backups' come in handy following a/ any state of disaster again termed as 'disaster recovery'.

Like someone wouldnt quit their job without another in hand. Or a cigarette addiction which doesnt ease without the caffine or nicotine patch. Or a the hunt for a flat without having being evicted of the one you live in.

I got along thinking, in case of loss of a person or people - are backups so important?

A dear friend, always had a back up plan - births, deaths, anniversaries, birthdays - she would always have someone beside her. Before one was out, the next one had found her way in. In a city that can teach you to be as solitary as in a crowd, she got a "qucik fix". There was no time for any grieving and sense of loss or guilt. There were happy times, and by the time the times got sad - there were happy times again. So you find her on the phone, messaging, secretly sighing or smiling, giving vacant stares - typical symptom of "I dont need a man, I dont need a job - Ive got great backup plan".

However, theres always a hesitation in letting go without the backup. Which is but natural - who doesnt like a steady transition.

But then, this always happens to a friend, or a friends friend. Or someone that the friends friend knew. A fable basically, created by the believers in the move on movement.

For someone who has carried around baggage for years - things become a little more complex. A) There is no scope for a backup as one is too used to losing things B) If and if at all there is one - the backup achievers a cumulative effect - 1, 1+2, 1+2+3...So one has a WHOLE lot of back up to deal with.

Are we prepared to let go, without a backup?

Bulimia Nervosa

An absolute and complete lack of control.
A void that cannot be filled -

I cannot stop. Or regulate...
'How much?' or 'what' of everything.

The time is fixed and circumstances similar.
The availability much larger than most people can contain.

Purged out.

Eyes Wide Shut

I was awake at 10. I was awake at 12. I was awake at 2.

There were no words left. We had said them all -
Different people. Different needs. Different attitudes. Just Different.

"I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love. "

And I don't think that love is here. Or there. Or anywhere for that matter.
Its just a figment of someones very beautiful imagination.

Not me - Achilles

The God's envy us
They envy us because we are mortal -
because any moment may be our last.

Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed.
You will never be more lovely than u are now,
And we will never be here again.

Solitary Reaper

How to celebrate moments of solitary splendor is up to us.

Some of us may choose to read, paint or listen to music.
Some might opt for a trek in the wilderness.
Others might be content to lie on a hillside and watch the clouds go by.

I might just need to stay home alone.