Freeing Memories
So... I need to be honest. This blog took days to write. This is because my computer keeps yelling at me. A box with an urgent yellow triangle in the right hand corner of my screen kept aggressively appearing with: YOUR DISK IS ALMOST FULL. SAVE SPACE BY OPTIMIZING STORAGE. Oy. (IGNORE) I’ve moved documents and folders to the cloud, but my computer has a woefully tiny drive and every giant PDF and powerpoint I download for work eats that right up. Finally, I surrendered to the yellow triangle, and t he act of moving and removing files was actually a cathartic process. Each file I moved or deleted brought up a new memory. Some memories were very happy, others I greeted with an audible sigh of relief. Here’s the thing about memories. They are in the past. The initial pain, or happiness, whatever emotion they caused -- now presents a mirror to you — it is an echo of what you felt before. You can never feel THAT thing again — joy, grief, pain, excitement, anger — for better for wo