One Small Price of Fear

Instead of clearing my mind and calming my soul and studying my destination, I spent way too much time today and last night strengthening the defenses ... of ... my computer.

Hour and hours of backing up, adding and strengthening my password protection, encrypting all my home files, throwing out stuff to make room on my bulging hard drive to do all this, all completed so that if my computer is stolen in Peru, not only will I be able to recover everything, I will be the only one able to recover everything. The bad guys will not be able to gain access to my data.

This whole process was aggravating, circuitous, inconvenient, distracting, tedious, slow, and very scary at times. Couldn't and wouldn't have done it without my friend, Howard S.

Thanks, I guess.

But is it done.

I would have loved to have spent those dozen hours or so reading about the Incas and the history of Peru.

Am I paranoid? Am a nerd for insisting on bringing my aging MACBOOK with me? Or am I just preparing for the worst?

If you think I am over prepped, you should the number of medications that I am bringing.

And the organic raw vegan snacks.