8:30 am Train Station
In the midst of leaving my job and changing from Blackberry to PCS, then back to Blackberry I lost aLL my memo notes.
I erased them. By accident.
I was trying to clean the phone’s memory so that when I brought it back to the store employees wouldn’t go through my info. Don’t act like they wouldn’t! And about 66% of the way through “wiping the handheld” I remembered I didn’t transfer any of my notes to my computer. None. Not one. Not any. I don’t even know how many I had. At least 50. At least. Some were pieces I started and never finished. Some were letters to myself and others that I never sent. Some were notes on articles I was writing.
And some I don’t even remember.
As soon as I realized what I was doing I fliped out the battery and hoped that this would cause the process to stop. But it didn’t. It picked up at 66% and kept cleaning. I’ve been avoiding thinking about how much this sucks and so I’ve avoided coming here to blog.
It’s crazy. I would have preferred to lose all my contacts before losing any of my notes. Phone numbers and email addresses I can get back. Creative outputs spread over a year and a half I cannot.
So what to do now?
Where do I go from here?
Back to the drawing board I suppose. And start again.
Damn this sucks.
Peace.
