The Wilful Sunflower

"It's great to have your hard disk crash on you. You get to start out afresh, without any of the junk you've accummulated," Nicholas told me.

I was horrified. The thought of losing any sort of data totally freaks me out. I still have press releases and printouts of research info from the time I was a journalist. Mind you, I quit journalism in Oct 2005, and I do plan to get rid of most of that stuff; I just haven't gotten down to it yet. Sorting through stuff is always tedious coz I make myself go through every sheet of paper, just in case I might be chucking out something crucial.

Anyway... I was reminded of what Nicholas said when I logged into one of my old web-based email accounts tonight. See, you have to log in once every 30 days to keep it active, and I forgot how long it's been since my last login, and... you guessed it. GONE. ALL GONE. Arrrrgggh!

On the other hand, since I hardly ever log into that account anyway, you can tell that I didn't exactly have any very vital information there. But still... there were emails from old friends and stuff like that. So I'm sentimental. Sue me.

Anyway, I admit I gave a little shriek when I found out it was all gone, but I consoled myself with the thought that I'd probably never have looked at it anyway. What's done is done and cannot be undone... I'm trying very hard not to think about it or any of the stuff I've lost.

So now there's a little less virtual clutter in my life. On the other hand, there's still lots of physical clutter. I have housemates who would be willing to help me chuck everything when I'm not looking, but I fear I might find the experience too traumatic. I'm going to have a headache if I ever need to move house. Please God may I stay here forever and ever?