I was cleaning out my inbox in my email yesterday. I had a ton of old irrelevant emails in my inbox. I don’t know why, but I started to get rid of all the spam and messages that need to be erased. As I began to erase many of them I noticed that many of these emails were a glimpse back into my past. People I knew. Things I done. Stories that still live somewhere in my mind. I must admit I didn’t spend much time look into detail the emails of the past. I wasn’t in the mood to feel bummed out. As, sometimes when those memories comeback all I want to do is be back at that time. That is also not to say that I don’t have some good things going. It is a time when I had this sense of innocence. But, that is not why I am writing this. I later realized that all of our inboxes are a kinda a unofficial diary of our lives. We have a full inbox of emails of our life. It has emails from all parts of our lives, as that is how we now communicate now. Similar to the letters of yesteryear. but, now we may have flight confirmations. Things we bought that may have a memory with it. Emails from someone we me only once or twice. The list can go on and on, but you get the point. Hopefully one day I would want to got back and look at some of the emails. And remember some good times. But, maybe not. Regardless, they will always be there waiting if i ever decide to do so.
Other than that. Life is moving. Mom is gone for a few days. So, I am at home trying to clean and get a bit more organized. Getting all my paperwork organized. Very typical and lame stuff.