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As the day wears on, and I feel the need to share mundane updates on my adventures recovering a relative’s data, I now ask myself: “Why must I run away?”

I mean, why must I be cowed into silence once more, when all I do is ramble on about whatever seems important to me at any given moment? Why must I succumb to threats, intimidation or underhand designs.

I have always prided myself in both being extremely boring and innately introspective, and my writing has followed in kind. Must I truly desist from sharing my eccentric take on this wondrous thing called life?

Or, in this particular case, announcing that I was eventually able to recover my brother-in-law’s treasured files. Let’s consider it my one good deed of the day, or some kind of sadaqa. Seems I’m stuck being a tech nerd for life.