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Do I listen? No.

The internal battery on my Psion died on the way home yesterday. The internal one’s the one that backs up all the memory. The AA ones die and everything’s cool but when the internal goes I’m in trouble.

Which is why today’s post has gone to wherever posts go when they don’t get posted. But with today being Valentine’s Day, I have a tubload of pecan and walnut, homemade, chocolate brownies to take to work for my steamed colleagues.

Wife and I promised we wouldn’t do anything fancy for Valentine’s, because we’re going on holiday soon, so I think, “great, no grand sweeping romantic gestures”. Then she does nothing fancy and it blows me away.

Two trays of brownies get lovingly made - more than we can eat ourselves so she tells me to take them to work because I’ve got that meeting I don’t even remember telling her about.

I sometimes wonder if the emotion will run out. I remember when my daughter was born, thinking: “Will I love her as much as my son and my wife? How can I care any more - surely that’s a third of caring now instead of half for them. Maybe if we killed the cats I could use that love for her.”

But who knew? - Love is like a heart reservoir. It’s unconditional and neverending if it’s real, and the more that comes along, you more you have.

Make someone smile today. You’re indestructible.

Still pissed off about those batteries, though.

hehe - just ran a spellcheck on this and it wanted to replace Psion with “passion”. The whole battery thing just sounds wrong now.

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