My iPhone has been refusing to talk to me for two days. Today I brought her to a "brain wash" in the Apple Store. All her memories are gone. She is as innocent as a virgin.
I thought I would feel bad about loosing all the messages and photos which I haven't backed up. But I feel so relieved that all of them are gone. It seems nothing matters to me in the phone but the real memory in my head.
My heart is getting lighter but my hands are getting cold.
I decide to make this snow man pasta. Winter is coming and the snow man is tasty. ☃️🍴
