In attempting to free up hard drive space I found a folder called SOUND. It contained gigabyte after gigabyte of .WAV and .FLAC files, some of which I thought were lost.
This sound is from 7 years ago. Then, as now, I thought I could be a radio or podcast person if I just kept talking. I still think this is true. Writers write. Photographers take pictures. Radio people talk.
I have done some audio pieces since then. But for the most part I stopped talking.
It can be interesting to find remnants of something done or attempted when there is no memory of having done it. That, I think, is the bounty and the bane of the digital hoarder.
