Blue screen of the computer cast its cold light over the darkness of the office. First thoughts try to recall the last pressing of a shortcut for saving the file. A panic fear of how much hours of work were lost. Thoughts as dark as midnight, which promptly approaches, and there's me. Slowly aiming my keyboard-weary finger towards the reset button. At this time of night, the finger resembles an eagle claw more than a human body part. The screen flashes, obligatory computational pleasantries that I never really understood appear. And there - the system wakes up into a brand-new computer morning. Fresh, swift, restarted. If I could only do the same, I sigh and begin to count the casualties.