I have a habit of cleaning my computer of all files, because I do not like looking at a cluttered screen. More than that, for some reason, I do not like knowing there is trash in my trash bin.
You see where this is going.
For the first time in my life, I felt really good, as well as motivated, to tell the tale of the nascency of the dot com bubble, through my eyes. I was writing strong, with precision, throughly researched from the years of copious notes and records I had saved. I sifted through countless articles from that era, making sure my narrative fit the exact dates.
I LOST THE ENTIRE STORY, ALL 10,000 WORDS.
How?
New computer…never hooked into time machine for backups…fucked.
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