What is it that makes a thief make you go through the same emotions as if someone close to you died? I started off shocked, then sad, then angry, but at the end of the day, all that is gone is STUFF. It could have been worse....they could have taken the CAR! Now, we have to (okay, don't HAVE to, but WANT to) replace our precious technologies that we so desperately have to be able to survive a ride in the car! I know...sounds ridiculous, but isn't that how we are these days?
Okay, this blog is being hijacked by thought and truth and reasoning! This was supposed to be a rant blog, a blog to justify my emotions of losing our possessions. This was supposed to be a blog that resolved my feelings. What happened?