Oct 1, 2020
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Be a Good influencer.
E-hoarding
My phone keeps filling up. I keep deleting photos and apps, and it keeps filling up again. I went into the settings this week and it appears that I am hoarding messages. Texts.
I didn't realize messages were so big? In fact I never thought about them at all. But no big deal, right? Just clear all your message history and boom, problem solved.
So I went into my text messages and to start deleting and found I had trouble. I didn't want to get rid of them.
My message history starts on June 27th, 2009, a little over a month before Mila was born, when we first got iPhones. It's like a mini, digital diary, reminding me of visits from old friends, gripes with old bosses, jokes with old co-workers. There was an unanswered text to Bill the exterminator. (I don't think ole Bill was a texter.) Photos of Mila as a baby, and then as a toddler, like the one below. Photos from old trips, old parties, old birthdays. Some things I had completely forgotten (apparently I voted for Dancing With the Stars one year, which is really odd, because I don't ever remember watching that show, except by accident), random communications with people I used to be very close to and now rarely see. Lots of messages to and from numbers that have either changed or are not in my contacts any more. On 5/22/11, a 703 number texted me, "Aaahh! Booger wants to eat your boogers!" To which I replied, "Do you like hot dogs?" (I have a sneaking suspicion my friend Kevin Willis was involved in that somehow, though I can't say how.) Group texts to groups of people who would now never be involved in the same groups. The evolution of my life over the last 5 years.
I used to have boxes of old notes and letters from school. I think I finally reduced them to one shoe box, which is still at my parents house. Do kids still write notes? Or is it all texting now? I like texting, am getting sentimental about deleting my message history in order to make more room on my phone for MORE useless time-wasting crap, and photos of my kids.
But still. It's not quite the same as a shoebox full of memories, is it?
ever since my computer started randomly shutting off 4 hours ago, i feel like a little piece of my heart breaks every time. whY DO U KEEP DOING THIS TO ME?!