Freedom! Today I finally got around to clearing out over 25,000 emails from my inbox that went back to 2008. What will Google Analytics do now to figure out what product just has to have my money? Probably just opened a chunk of space in their server.
Honestly, I do not understand why I hoarded emails because I don’t think of myself as a hoarder. It was as if I was thinking, “Some day I may need to prove something to someone about something, and this email will be my proof.”
It was an eerie feeling to scan through Obama’s election, the big crash and recession, my kid’s elementary school, middle school and high school messages, online dating from epoch before I decided I hate dating and why put yourself through this horror? And the 15,000 or so daily messages about remote work assignments. Hard for even me to believe, but I have not met a boss, employer, or client in person in over a decade. That’s a ton of email glue to keep the fires of communication and reliability burning.
Oh, the joy of the final inbox message from today! It sits there all alone for now with enough room to dance or wiggle around or go for a hike. But with my seven-day work week, I reassured it some compadres will arrive soon to keep it company.
Email is kind of like a fractal that never stops expanding. I also find it difficult to publish any post without some fragment of natural world in it, so here is a delicious fractal photographed before roasting.