It seems I just deleted or otherwise erased the entire contents of six years of email. Yes, I did backup...a few months ago?
Wow. Want to start a new life? :-/
And then there are the vagaries of memory. I've been sorting and organizing memorabilia, trying to put things in chronological order. How often did I misdate things? Not sure, but some years definitely seem incorrect. Sequencing? Sketchy. In one instance, there's my written version and someone else's written version of the same event. Different!
I'm a bit numb with the loss. I had envisioned a certain texturing of the written documentation of my life, thoughts, processes, etc. I know it's not ALL gone; just the most recent several months, but gosh - it's a shock. Or, maybe I'm not numb? Wouldn't that be a change! Perhaps the half-dozen deletions of blog comments have inured me to this eventuality?
As Little Brother said upon departure a few days ago, there have been "so many goodbyes." Me too, to people, places, and hoped-for futures.
I leave this space tomorrow. It's been good for me. Who knows what the next one will bring?
