HOM lives from project to project. the current one, agonizingly dragged out over the past several months, is an attempt to nurse the old laptop back to health.
we have ever briefer periods of temporary remission and now a comatose state out of which he beguiles moments of lucidity. how long, he asks, would you cpr a man? as long as there is hope of resuscitation, i murmur.
and so the heroic measures continue. he deletes, and re-installs, re-boots, and hopes, and repeats the cycle. if you ask me, it's agonal.
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