So I began thinking about my childhood, because I very seldom think about it now, and it’s very rare that I even talk about it. And I have to give it a lot of thought, to remember it though the perception of young eyes, because I guess I was so jaded for so long, I had narrowed my perspective to some type of tunnel vision.
And that’s the whole problem with memory, it has to divide itself up into compartments, just like on the computer. And you have little file icons in there, which you label, and maybe even color code for easy reference. But it doesn’t take long to collect way too much useless information.
But for some reason you think that this stuff is real valuable, because there are some applications in there, so like you back it up often. And every once in a while, you even go in there and reorganize, so you can revisit your data. You make new folders, and put folders in folder in folders, and sort by date.
But you know that sort is optional, because there are many ways to view it, like sort by emotion. And you also know, that is a two or three level, ascending or descending sort, before you can get it even close to what you desire. Cause mostly you just look at the bottom line, and hope it’s not in the red, with those minus figures with the parenthesis around it.
But the more comfortable you get with your machine, the better you get with the shortcuts. And after a while, you realize that you’ve backed that sucker up, just one too many times, and you can trash about three-quarters of what’s in there. And that is a brave thing to do. I mean both put it in the trash, but leave it there just in case. And then finally, because you really need the memory for something else, you empty the trash, and watch the little icon spin around.
And that’s it. It’s gone. And now you have to rely totally on backup, and just hope and pray that nothing ever happens to that. But after it gets a goodly amount of dust on it, like you haven’t touched it in years, you can go ahead and toss that too. Because I’ll clue you in, no use holding on to it, it’s disintegrated, and is totally useless by now.
Which is what it was to begin with. ~ me
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