When I see the blue flashing lights of the black modem across the room I feel as though I’m on a space ship – A full frontal view facing the street is best, the technician said for receiving the signal – unlike the white modem which could receive signals from any position.
Recently the faithful white modem developed erratic flickering symptoms on all its ports – an anxiety attack – it no longer sent or received signals reliably. "You mean consistently", one technician corrected" -"intermittently" another said.
I mentioned this to my daughter – “Enjoy being off the grid” she laughed.
But now the capacity of my line has been verified – I’ve been reinstated, upgraded – an ongoing process that has gone on for weeks has been resolved.
Communication triumphed. Confusion - no longer an issue – comforting like a stiff drink or hot soup to warm you up when you come in out of the cold.
The model landing without mishap
charcoal, pastel on Strathmore 18x24
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