I bought a new telephone yesterday. With a builtin answering machine. So I planned to remove the old one and store it. It had 19 old messages that I did not have the time to triage. I wanted to listen to these old messages before shutting the thing down. Suddenly the third one made me cry. Something I did not expect at all. The message started with "Bonjour Daniel, c'est maman". I just could not unplug the phone like that. So I took my laptop to record that message and finally unplugged the old telephone. I wish I could also unplug my brain for a few hours. Fucking technology.