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of what stood out to me.A Word document icon entitled, “Letter to the bitches” jumped out. All my other documents are kept neatly in a folder labeled Word docs, but this particular one stands alone as if it’s important enough to have its own dedicated space.Although I’ve never sent the actual letter to the bitches, I wrote it and have kept it since February. I distinctly remember waking up in the middle of the night to put all those feelings into words. Clearly it occupied significant space in my brain at the time.As an avid travel writer, I have an external hard drive dedicated solely to travel photos. Hundreds of thousands of them. But I’ve always maintained the ritual of keeping my most recent trip folders on my desktop for convenience.My two most recent are Jamaica 2018 with 597 photos inside and New Orleans 2019 with 576 photos.I’m very bitter that there is no 2020 trip folder and likely never will be. Coronavirus is an asshole.A bootlegged version of Photoshop sits prominently in the middle of my desktop. I used to pay for the software…until someone showed me how not to pay for it. winkMy desktop also houses several folders containing elements of websites I’ve thrown together.I’ve got one folder for an old paid newsletter I ran, one for <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-published-a-book-with-no-ending-7aefaeeba735">an old book I wrote</a>, and one for a brand new book I’m writing.The most entertaining elements on my desktop are a shit ton of memes I don’t want to forget about. You may laugh, but memes are great fuel for story writing if you’re into humor.T

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he one folder I’d like to delete forever is called “Resumes,” which contains twenty-one resumes and cover letters I’ve thrown together for various job prospects over god knows how many years.A resume folder is like a time machine. It provides a glimpse into all the directions you’ve considered in your career history. At one point in your life, those particular jobs were exactly what you thought you wanted.More than any other possession you own, your computer tells a compelling story of what’s going on in your life and how you choose to spend your time.All of the information is stored chronologically and organized methodically, whether you’re aware of it or not. Right down to Google searches.Try dropping your cursor into a Google search bar and it’ll trace your activity for the last several days of your life. Clearly dogs, my (rats nest) hair, shoes, and travel magazines are at the forefront of my life lately.<figure id="a3bd"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*Few2f53rEzlBxkQPA79zgQ.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure>When was the last time you took stock of what’s taking up space on your computer desktop? When was the last time you did some housekeeping of your online space?Most importantly, what story would others be able to put together about you based on the information you hang onto? Would it tell a story of the real you?If you enjoyed this story, here’s my non-intrusive way of ushering you <a href="https://writtenbykristi.substack.com/">toward my newsletter</a>. When you subscribe, I’ll know you’re cool with hearing from me once in a while.</article></body>

What Your Computer Desktop Says About You

All those little icons can tell a twisted story of who you are

More than the items in your refrigerator, more than the (lack of) fashion sense in your closet, and more than all the junk in your trunk — a.k.a. things you tote around in your car — the particulars that take up space on your computer desktop expose little details about you.

I used to wonder what people would think of me if I suddenly passed away or disappeared, and they had to go through my computer. Would I be ashamed of what they’d find? Would they be amused, shocked, or bored by it?

Could people figure out exactly what kind I person I was just by looking into my laptop?

In front of our computers is where we sit for the most hours out of any typical day. It makes sense that we would organize it with folders, files, and tools we use most frequently or wish to hang onto for future use.

How often do you close all your browser windows and take a good look at the icons laid out on your desktop?

It’s safe to say that what occupies space on your screen occupies a significant amount of space in your life.

The other day I did a visual scan of my icons and took note of what stood out to me.

A Word document icon entitled, “Letter to the bitches” jumped out. All my other documents are kept neatly in a folder labeled Word docs, but this particular one stands alone as if it’s important enough to have its own dedicated space.

Although I’ve never sent the actual letter to the bitches, I wrote it and have kept it since February. I distinctly remember waking up in the middle of the night to put all those feelings into words. Clearly it occupied significant space in my brain at the time.

As an avid travel writer, I have an external hard drive dedicated solely to travel photos. Hundreds of thousands of them. But I’ve always maintained the ritual of keeping my most recent trip folders on my desktop for convenience.

My two most recent are Jamaica 2018 with 597 photos inside and New Orleans 2019 with 576 photos.

I’m very bitter that there is no 2020 trip folder and likely never will be. Coronavirus is an asshole.

A bootlegged version of Photoshop sits prominently in the middle of my desktop. I used to pay for the software…until someone showed me how not to pay for it. *wink*

My desktop also houses several folders containing elements of websites I’ve thrown together.

I’ve got one folder for an old paid newsletter I ran, one for an old book I wrote, and one for a brand new book I’m writing.

The most entertaining elements on my desktop are a shit ton of memes I don’t want to forget about. You may laugh, but memes are great fuel for story writing if you’re into humor.

The one folder I’d like to delete forever is called “Resumes,” which contains twenty-one resumes and cover letters I’ve thrown together for various job prospects over god knows how many years.

A resume folder is like a time machine. It provides a glimpse into all the directions you’ve considered in your career history. At one point in your life, those particular jobs were exactly what you thought you wanted.

More than any other possession you own, your computer tells a compelling story of what’s going on in your life and how you choose to spend your time.

All of the information is stored chronologically and organized methodically, whether you’re aware of it or not. Right down to Google searches.

Try dropping your cursor into a Google search bar and it’ll trace your activity for the last several days of your life. Clearly dogs, my (rats nest) hair, shoes, and travel magazines are at the forefront of my life lately.

When was the last time you took stock of what’s taking up space on your computer desktop? When was the last time you did some housekeeping of your online space?

Most importantly, what story would others be able to put together about you based on the information you hang onto? Would it tell a story of the real you?

If you enjoyed this story, here’s my non-intrusive way of ushering you toward my newsletter. When you subscribe, I’ll know you’re cool with hearing from me once in a while.