In the immediate future, the screenshot archive becomes unmanageable.

In the long term future, it becomes the modern equivalent of what your parents and grandparents got out of keeping a scrapbook or photo album.

I’ve been chronically online since 1997. Going through a scrap folder which I held onto when decommissioning an old PC or phone brings back all kinds of memories. I even find that noting the changes in my meme taste can be really useful for identifying points where I’ve grown as a person. That, in turn, leads to reprocessing old memories and identifying ways in which I brought something to the table which facilitated some of my own bad experiences. That helps me heal.

Yep. Better to get to the finish line of life with no identity whatsoever. Life is meant to be left unlived.

I’ve pointed and laughed at a couple of Cybertrucks. It’s hard to really capture how funny they look in motion in person. That feeling of “this was drawn by a kindergardener” hit me so much harder the first couple times I saw a real one moving.