Memories

I'm backing up pictures I uploaded online, the service hosting them is closing down this December. i was actually putting this off for a couple of weeks now, but have heard horror stories about difficulties downloading the files there. I have the choice to move everything to another photo-sharing service but that other one doesn't have the option to download the pictures anymore. You can them print it, but goodluck getting your own pictures back from them.

I'm in a sort of panic right now, I own those pictures and I can't download all the pics in one big lump. Otherwise, I would have left the computer on and have the download complete itself. But no, I have to download the pics an album at a time, which means I have to be here in front of the PC to select the next batch of pics that need to be downloaded. It's painstakingly tedious to do this. And the only time I do have time to do this would be during the weekend, and even then I have to do some errands.

I am doing this though because I want to preserve these pictures. Earlier, I felt a kind to longing for the past - the people I've met, the good times we've had, the memories we've made together I wonder if they still remember me. I miss the fun we had. I miss the good old days when we nary had a care. How powerful a media images are to stoke the idle human mind into longing.

That's why I'm sitting here, butt-aching and bored out of my wits, watching the download progress of each batch of pictures. I'll have to do this again for another set of backed up files next week. The free online back-up drive that I use is also folding up and I need those files. Every other service I've used for years seems to be going out of business. It's like the dot-com bubble all over again. So for the next couple of weekends at least, I'll be sitting whole days in-front of a PC. All for memories all but gone, except for those in my mind and reminders in these images.