I have to blurt a little about my internet dilemma. At the apartment the service is sporadic. Morning is better and sometimes I can load pictures onto my blogs. Other times, I spin and spin and nothing happens. In the evening I can’t get on at all. Blah, blah, blah.
Enough about that. There are other places around the city where I can gain access. Besides, no one ever wants to hear about another’s computer problem, except the geniuses at the Apple store.
Speaking of Apple stores, there is a huge one under the portico next to the Post Office adjacent to the Piazza della Republica. It wasn’t there back in April but now it is open and filled with customers looking at iPhones, IPads, and computers. If I had a computer problem, I would be all set.
Back to the point of this blog. Yes, internet problems do interfere with simplicity. But as with many problems, I can choose, once again, to let go of all the crap that gets in the way of how I want to live. In the big scheme of things this is NOT a problem. Just walking around this beautiful city, taking pictures to post, I come across men, primarily African, trying to sell pictures, scarves, little souvenirs, those selfie phone holders, etc.. Where do these men live? What is their future? (Out of respect for these men, I do not photograph them.)
So, I tell myself, “Let go of your internet problem, Bobs. Your blog readers have places to live and choices for their futures. And so do you.”
Enough about that. There are other places around the city where I can gain access. Besides, no one ever wants to hear about another’s computer problem, except the geniuses at the Apple store.
Speaking of Apple stores, there is a huge one under the portico next to the Post Office adjacent to the Piazza della Republica. It wasn’t there back in April but now it is open and filled with customers looking at iPhones, IPads, and computers. If I had a computer problem, I would be all set.
Back to the point of this blog. Yes, internet problems do interfere with simplicity. But as with many problems, I can choose, once again, to let go of all the crap that gets in the way of how I want to live. In the big scheme of things this is NOT a problem. Just walking around this beautiful city, taking pictures to post, I come across men, primarily African, trying to sell pictures, scarves, little souvenirs, those selfie phone holders, etc.. Where do these men live? What is their future? (Out of respect for these men, I do not photograph them.)
So, I tell myself, “Let go of your internet problem, Bobs. Your blog readers have places to live and choices for their futures. And so do you.”