Travels Without Charley
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People: Alex

"I spent the day with my dog."

"What kind of dog is it?"
"A Boston Terrier."

"Oh wow, do you have pictures?"

"I did, but I lost my camera and so all my pictures."

"Oh no, you know these days it’s so easy to keep your photos backed up in the cloud, so you’ll never lose them."

"I know. I have Google storage and Verizon cloud, but I just never get round to doing it, because it isn't important."

"Well maybe you will now."

"Maybe. But now there’s an opportunity to create a set of new memories."

The differences in people are revealed by the smallest truths. I live in a world of online back ups, local back ups - duplicated and a system that allows me to recover files lost just a minute ago. Anything less would make me nervous.

There are also those people that never back up because they simply don’t know. Or they have never lost their phone, and with it their only copy of photos, phone numbers and notes.

And then there are people like Alex. He knows all about that. He just doesn't care. He is not driven by the same triggers that drive me. He lives in the moment. For the moment.

“What day is it?” asked Pooh.
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.”

A.A. Milne