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Ggfhdtyhrtjzedhdsrhsfhtethzdbnj.rar

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Yiola Cleovoulou

Submitted: 27 October 2020 Reviewed: 03 March 2021 Published: 29 March 2021

DOI: 10.5772/intechopen.96998

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But inside is always something real. A goal you still haven't achieved. A melody you once loved. A cat you used to feed.

At first, I thought it was a cat walking across my keyboard. I tried to delete it. Access denied. I tried to rename it. Error. This file, with its chaotic, gibberish name, was apparently the digital equivalent of a locked safe buried in the woods.

ggfhdtyhrtjzedhdsrhsfhtethzdbnj.rar

So, naturally, I became obsessed. I traced the file’s metadata. The creation date was November 17th, 2013. 11:43 PM. I was 22 years old. What was I doing in 2013? Listening to Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories on repeat and drinking terrible energy drinks while pulling all-nighters in my college dorm. ggfhdtyhrtjzedhdsrhsfhtethzdbnj.rar

So, go find your .rar file. Dig through that old hard drive. Flip through that 2013 journal. The password is probably easier than you think.

And the cat photo? It was a grainy picture of a stray tabby that used to sit outside my window. I had named him “Captain Pancakes.” I had completely forgotten about Captain Pancakes. We all have a ggfhdtyhrtjzedhdsrhsfhtethzdbnj.rar somewhere in our lives. Not a literal file, but a locked box of awkward, earnest, forgotten creativity. We look at the chaotic, random-looking exterior of our past—the bad haircuts, the terrible music, the weird projects—and we think it’s junk.

Last week, I was doing my annual digital spring cleaning—deleting old memes, organizing vacation photos, and facing the graveyard of half-finished coding projects. That’s when I saw it. But inside is always something real

A single file, sitting in a folder labeled “Old_Stuff_Ignore.” The file was named:

The MP3 was a terrible, beautiful, cringe-worthy electronic song I had made using a free trial of Fruity Loops. It was titled “Anthem for Nothing.” It sounded like a robot falling down stairs, and I loved every second of it.

I have absolutely no memory of creating this file. A cat you used to feed

It’s just the person you used to be.

I typed: brokencontroller

Written By

Yiola Cleovoulou

Submitted: 27 October 2020 Reviewed: 03 March 2021 Published: 29 March 2021