...Sometimes, nothing matters.

Spent some time today going over all the old equipment lying around the apartment. Some REALLY old stuff. I am not even sure if any of it still works. Do I even know what the passwords are for half of them? I think it doesn't really matter anymore. I just don't have the time or energy to pour out more brain-matter and sweat to get them running again.

I sit back and wonder what in the world I was thinking when I bought most of the items in my stockpile. Why would I buy something that only half works for the most part. Was I trying to be geeky? Was I trying to fit into a crowd that really could care less?

I know several people who are "religous" over their technology. Some literally worship the equipment they use. Was I ever like that? I sure hope not.

What made me change? Why don't I have the same passion? Have I moved on to something better? Have I moved on to something that satisfies my boredom?...Have I moved on to something worse?

I don't know. Somehow, I think it never really mattered...