Like Carrie’s laptop dying in Sex and the City, my collection of seemingly insignificant moments suddenly mattered like a magnum opus
I opened the notes app on my phone to find a blank screen. I froze, agape, like you do when you just realise you’ve sent an email to the wrong person or left your favourite item of clothing in a hotel room miles away.
I’d gone to find something I’d written about my home town after a recent visit, a scant thought at the time. The app was empty.
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Like Carrie’s laptop dying in Sex and the City, my collection of seemingly insignificant moments suddenly mattered like a magnum opus
I opened the notes app on my phone to find a blank screen. I froze, agape, like you do when you just realise you’ve sent an email to the wrong person or left your favourite item of clothing in a hotel room miles away.
I’d gone to find something I’d written about my home town after a recent visit, a scant thought at the time. The app was empty. Continue reading…Technology | The Guardian