My laptop's been a bit of a bastard of late, cutting in and out of its internet connection.
I just wrote something that was a long time in its execution, a painstaking and broken story borne of a headspace not quite my own at the minute.
Upon its completion I decided to copy all the text, and as the blackened prose got near to the top it disappeared entirely. I noted the autosave function at the bottom. No panic, it'll be in the drafts, my mind said to me.
I hit Control Z for the sake of reassurance. Nothing came back.
I went to the drafts. It was in there alright, under 'Untitled Post'. I clicked. The autosave had kicked in at the very moment all of this story had disappeared. One second earlier and it would have saved.
Instead I got a blank white page.
I let a loud and yelping 'FUCK!!!' to the flat and punched the table. I have just applied ice.
This happened just once before, to another true story about another dark time. That day I got drunk, that night I met a friend for the first time, it was a good consequence but this time I don't know what to do because a drink is the last thing that I want.
Use Notepad, folks.