I hate computers

I cannot recreate what the stupid server chose to destroy. By george I hate computers. All I can do is remember that it was a dream about one who is gone. And the powerful powers of touch. How a single touch can send a million things running through your veins. How the tiniest touch can be as distracting to you as an herd of elephants in your living room. Touch is a very powerful thing. There have been few people who have affected me this way. And the one I was referring to is gone. He was in my life such a short time, but I have met no one else who has impacted me the way he did. I miss him, but I go on. I wish I could have known him longer, in the end though, I was the one who knew him best. I think too, that he also knew me better than my best friends did at the time. I wish that there was someone I could relate to on that level again. There are very few people that can handle me in my whole being. I am definitely a big dreamer. Although in some senses I am lonely, i dont think I am ever alone. Yeah like all this yammering on makes any sense.