My Phone Died

It started with a minor glitch. I opened Google Maps, it became unresponsive, and the phone restarted itself. After two restarts, I couldn't access the main screen and fell into a loop of the recovery menu. After hours of trying to recover without success, I accepted defeat and got myself a new phone. In the world of function, everything seems fine. But with a broken phone, memories and data go away. While I can recover some photos and contacts from the drive, some applications asked for verification and required travel to a foreign bank. Other data was lost forever.

Is losing data a good thing? Do you like looking at your old photos and remembering what happened then? Is reminiscing about old memories a good thing? Sometimes you just need to accept that things happen as they are meant to be. Losing someone or something is part of being a human, and you have to make peace with it. 

Unemployed

It's been more than a year since I had a job, and it felt strange. On the one hand, I feel happy with the opportunity it provides: trying new things (i.e. crocheting, painting, assisting events), not giving a damn about papers and deadlines. On the other hand, I was wondering whether this feeling is permanent. Am I feeling contempt, or do I see this period as a transition? And if this is a transition, what happens if nothing changes?