DECLUTTERING DIGITAL CHAOS

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I most definitely wasn't ready for the bunch of gibberish my laptop displayed just as I tried to power it on, before it finally went off. At the time I had a presentation due in school the next day so I wasn't ready to scour the internet for supposed solutions to what I would later come to know as the BSOD (Blue screen of Death).

Fortunately my cousin who was living with me at the time had one too, so it felt easier to solve the project problem and fix my laptop later. Hence the reason why I decided to borrow his laptop to work on my presentation.

Sitting down to work on the project, I was greeted by a very old friend, the view of chaos. Pictures in music folders, videos in document folders, documents in folder folders, weirdly named folder that didn't contain what the name implied and even folders that simply led to nothing. Generally it was best to avoid his laptop because nothing ever leads to where you expect it to. I'd noticed his lack of organization and for a long I simply avoided using the device.

Prior to this, I thought it was a simple matter of arranging what I could and he would follow up later. After all how hard could it be to move a few files to where there were supposed to be and give them some arrangement. I realized oddly enough that I was causing more harm than good because apparently he was so used to his system that he somehow already knew where everything was on his laptop.

This almost became sort of a silent war, with me moving folder and files back to where I thought they ought to be and him moving them back because he was familiar with his chaos and wasn't willing to budge. But I eventually learnt that you can't expect someone to solve a problem when they don't even realize there's a problem to begin with. As far as he was concerned the laptop worked, and his primarily concern was access to his files and not organization.

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Working on his device gave me a bit of headache as I already missed the simplistic nature of my arrangement where I could see more by looking at less information. I knew where to go if I needed a WhatsApp picture I'd saved from two months ago. Eventually I was able to round up my work and I was really tempted to cause a bit of mischief again.

But my cousin cooks a large percentage of the food we usually ate ( he's way better at cooking than I am) and I didn't want payback. He knows I love my stomach and I'm not willing to compromise when it comes to my food. In a way we're two stubborn individuals, but only at different things.

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Images used above are mine.