My computer has spent the last four weeks in a state of non-existance. Something appeared to want to die, and die it did.
With a new harddrive, a borrowed floppy drive, CD-ROM and additional RAM, I’ve managed to brinf life to it again – but is this the same machine that I’d had for the last two and a half years?
Although the motherboard powers the computer (with aid from the power supply), I tend to believe that it’s the harddrive that’s the heart of the matter. The harddrive of any computer contains a part of the person that uses it – all those documents and emails and games that have been written and composed and played with for hours.
Had the harddrive human intelligence, it would know your habits, truths and lies. The harddrive is the technological equivalent of a companion.
I’ve managed to retrieve the data from my old harddrive in to this new one – it’s as though a blood transfusion has occurred and I can only hope that the new body doesn’t reject the old blood.