Spending all my time in a data hoarding fugue, collecting all my shit on my new home server. Old videos downloaded from youtube in 2010 that look like postage stamps. All my mp3s, which I want to tag correctly using na autotagger, which takes time and attention. Just absolutely sucking up my brain. Looping, can't stop. :\
@mph I guess, I know where all my shit is, I know what I actually have, it's in a place that's mine as opposed to Apple's or whatever, (SPACE GOAT) it's actually safe and backed up, it's accessible, and maybe it's combed free of actual detritus.
And I don't have to worry about losing something valuable cause an external hard drive dies or something.
@mph there's a whole therapy session to be done here but, like, my memory is poor, and old shit reminds me of things I might otherwise just lose. And being a widower, it's like you've lost backup copies of a ton of your memories and if they go, they go, there's no one to remind you of them.
Not that very much of the digital shit I'm dealing with has to do with family/marriage memories, but that's out there in the background.
@mph small picture, just music: I like the idea of taking my music, putting it through the organization/cleanup process at my leisure, and ending up with a collection of shit I actually have as opposed to "have access to via apple music."
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