This morning I was thinking about my Flip Phone February post yesterday and the fact that I miss having immediate access to my voicemails and a long scrollable list of text messages while using my Light phone.
When I would be working on a book or screenplay, I always had an "Edits" doc, where I could cut my darlings (rather than kill them) and paste them into that separate file so they were available if/when I needed them. They weren't lost forever (and I think that eased the anxiety of editing...I could always put them back). I think that hoarding is a bit of optimism, rather than grief, at least for me. I'm better at tossing out (recycling when possible) holiday and birthday cards, but not photos or meaningful notes/letters. I even screenshot kind posts from others, just because they make me smile. I, too, was a fan of "Hoarders" and have known a few in my time (my grandmother being one...who knew not everyone had a "junk room" in their house?). I think there's a difference between keeping ev-er-y-thing and keeping a lot of stuff that you like/created/makes you feel good. I would keep that video of the boat tour, Sarah. You never know how it could be used again. 😉 xo
I like the optimism of this, but then I got back to the video of all those people in front of the arc de triomphe at new years who are completely missing the experience because they are so afraid of not having the video to look back on- or whatever their motivation. That to me signals a deep wounding and fear of loss that requires a need for constant recording of the present. I personally don't want to go to a party or watch a concert with people who are only interested in video taping it. Where's the fun in that?
I totally agree. I've tried to take photos or videos at concerts, but it takes me out of the moment. They turn out crap because I start dancing, and the camera starts shaking. (Please see: Every NIN concert I've been to.) People are too into, "Pics, or it didn't happen." There's a competition to *prove* what they've seen/done. I have so few photos (didn't take any when I went to Dublin) because I'd rather *be* there. Others want to show. But that's been going on since cameras, and slide shows, and video tape. I respect a good documentarian (and I had a lovely friend who was so good about taking photos for everyone). I just suck at that. And I went to film school, FFS! LOL. xo
When I would be working on a book or screenplay, I always had an "Edits" doc, where I could cut my darlings (rather than kill them) and paste them into that separate file so they were available if/when I needed them. They weren't lost forever (and I think that eased the anxiety of editing...I could always put them back). I think that hoarding is a bit of optimism, rather than grief, at least for me. I'm better at tossing out (recycling when possible) holiday and birthday cards, but not photos or meaningful notes/letters. I even screenshot kind posts from others, just because they make me smile. I, too, was a fan of "Hoarders" and have known a few in my time (my grandmother being one...who knew not everyone had a "junk room" in their house?). I think there's a difference between keeping ev-er-y-thing and keeping a lot of stuff that you like/created/makes you feel good. I would keep that video of the boat tour, Sarah. You never know how it could be used again. 😉 xo
I like the optimism of this, but then I got back to the video of all those people in front of the arc de triomphe at new years who are completely missing the experience because they are so afraid of not having the video to look back on- or whatever their motivation. That to me signals a deep wounding and fear of loss that requires a need for constant recording of the present. I personally don't want to go to a party or watch a concert with people who are only interested in video taping it. Where's the fun in that?
I totally agree. I've tried to take photos or videos at concerts, but it takes me out of the moment. They turn out crap because I start dancing, and the camera starts shaking. (Please see: Every NIN concert I've been to.) People are too into, "Pics, or it didn't happen." There's a competition to *prove* what they've seen/done. I have so few photos (didn't take any when I went to Dublin) because I'd rather *be* there. Others want to show. But that's been going on since cameras, and slide shows, and video tape. I respect a good documentarian (and I had a lovely friend who was so good about taking photos for everyone). I just suck at that. And I went to film school, FFS! LOL. xo