Command-Q; force quit; emptiness.
I recently got a new computer and it presented an option to port over my current installation. Everything. My self-righteous mind instructed me that everything I’ve installed & saved is quite significant and critical for continued, uninterrupted digital affairs.
I found myself – immediately – questioning this unconscious answer.
Why.
Why port over anything?
Is it important to lug over that .pdf of some graph I have no recollection of saving, or those animated gifs of dancing onions, or the practice php files, or an .mov from our 2023 harvest? Or any of my apps?
All this baggage, from previous versions of me. From point of views I no longer hold & interests that have long wandered away.
Why not, just walk away from it all.
Begin again; an uncarved block.
Hoarders are fascinating. They can’t let go so they hold on.
One thing I’ve noticed about myself – I look forward to letting go. It wasn’t a decision I made, it was something I felt when I dumped some trinket I originally felt was essential in my life. The dumping felt better than the gathering.
Emptiness always seems to swerve into sight. The realization that I don’t need these ‘things’. Or, maybe, I need less ‘things’. Tremendously less.
Hell. All I need is a laptop, an internet signal, some used clothes from eBay, and some farmland to grow onions.
This frame of mind was prob exacerbated cause I’ve been laid off so many times. Start from scratch, again and again. Dump everything and find something else. Oddly it became somewhat comfortable, through repeat exposure.
My mini-mac was waiting for an answer. Port over everything?
Nyeh, no thanks.
Let’s begin again like Martin Luther, zen
The mythology begins the begin.
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