Rob Abrazado (flatvurm) wrote,
Rob Abrazado
flatvurm

Echoes of the past

So I kinda overslept this morning, which is something I try not to do so much any more. Especially now that I have nothing to get up for...it becomes a viscious cycle, know what I'm sayin'? Anyway...that's neither here nor there, except that I'm going to try and hit the sack soon so as to not encourage more oversleeping tomorrow.

ANYway. That preamble has no relevance to the meat of this post, which is to say that I spent the vast majority of today going through the archeological strata of data archives on my computer that I've been toting around for years and years now, and I tried whipping them into some semblence of order. Which is to say, I deleted much of them. The survivors have been rounded up and mostly resorted, with some stragglers remaining that still require attention and such... But anyway, for the most part, I've trimmed a lot of the fat off my data stores here.

There's no reasoning behind that, really, except that I'm taking the first step into what I hope will be a tidy new future. Soon I hope to take similar steps with my actual physical belongings, but I'm taking a baby step by trying it with data first. It was a'aight. I never like throwing things away, and I guess that includes data, but...whaddaya gonna do. Gotta clean house.

This time around, though, I mostly wasn't completely fixated on the horror of getting rid of stuff. Mostly I enjoyed combing through the remnants of my past, which is kinda fun and new. I ran across all sorts of goodies from back in the day. I don't have the attention span for a recap at this time, frankly, as my brain has turned fairly to mush and my eyes are burning, but I can probably whip up a post or so later on about it. Mostly I just wanted to post the sense of satisfaction I achieved with this little housecleaning. It really didn't accomplish much, except in my own mind, but that counts for a lot these days, ya know? And also...a lot of nice memories were brought up and remembered, and that's always good. Good times. Better times, even...you know? I don't really...uh...like living in the past, like, on general principles. But I've long since come to accept it as just, well, part of my funny little way, I guess. But, yeah...it was nice, seeing what I saw. It's like...your life flashing in front of your eyes, except slowly, and you're not going to die at the end of it.

Anywayz. I'm checking out. Not exactly sure what I wanted to say, really. Just felt like talkin'. Peace!
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