Summer cleansing
I've been doing nothing but cleaning up things over the weeks since classes had ended.
One of the things I'm trying to clean up is my stash of rewritable CDs... this is because I 'm saving up for an external hard drive so I place everything there instead. (except for more important things which need to be saved online too, like photos. :D)
It's amazing how much data I've stored away and forgotten about; now I have two cases full of CDs with files dating back to first year college, music files and soft copies of submitted papers.
During the process of trying to sift through what CDs can be disposed of, I often get lost and just end up browsing through the contents.
I can't help but say, "You've come a long way..." though 5 years doesn't seem like it's been that long.
With the years that go by, the more I'm growing to admire people who are a lot older than me. With all the years of experience that they've had, I wonder what keeps them going every day... what keeps them smiling and working and being who they are. To an extent, I'm almost intrigued to try to know what experiences have molded them into what they are now. They seem like walking time capsules to me... As silly as that sounds, it's how I really think about it. @_@;
And here I am, trying to cherish the past. Sometimes I think I'm stuck in the past... waiting for the next "high" moment when I forget about the past and just live in the present, resisting any thought of regret or worry about the future. The past seems so good these days.
Times like these, they say work is the best therapy.
Time to keep myself busy with things for the future, aye?
One of the things I'm trying to clean up is my stash of rewritable CDs... this is because I 'm saving up for an external hard drive so I place everything there instead. (except for more important things which need to be saved online too, like photos. :D)
It's amazing how much data I've stored away and forgotten about; now I have two cases full of CDs with files dating back to first year college, music files and soft copies of submitted papers.
During the process of trying to sift through what CDs can be disposed of, I often get lost and just end up browsing through the contents.
I can't help but say, "You've come a long way..." though 5 years doesn't seem like it's been that long.
With the years that go by, the more I'm growing to admire people who are a lot older than me. With all the years of experience that they've had, I wonder what keeps them going every day... what keeps them smiling and working and being who they are. To an extent, I'm almost intrigued to try to know what experiences have molded them into what they are now. They seem like walking time capsules to me... As silly as that sounds, it's how I really think about it. @_@;
And here I am, trying to cherish the past. Sometimes I think I'm stuck in the past... waiting for the next "high" moment when I forget about the past and just live in the present, resisting any thought of regret or worry about the future. The past seems so good these days.
Times like these, they say work is the best therapy.
Time to keep myself busy with things for the future, aye?