After discovering Twitters' new way of "forward communication" and feeling very "up-to-date" and chuffed with myself, I have, strangely, taken a serious step back, back in to a flurry of deja vu, back into the 90's.
To the good old times, the days of living the life, the student life and feeling invincibly organised!
Palms' Tungsten, iCal, Blackberry Storm, Remember the Milk (yep there is such a site)
Tried them all.
Spent the hours typing-in data, names, numbers, appointments, ect.
Promised myself that it would all be kept up-to-date, backed-up, HotSynced and charged.
Worst of all, I really believed I could master this way of thinking, learn how to use it, feel and look really "pro".
Deception has been lurking and peeking around the corner; dates were being forgotten...
Action, serious action was needed.
Action was taken.
A solution was found, through my letter box. Snail mailed.
The solution came requiring a chemical reaction: that of pen on paper.
The solution has a name: Filofax.
Finding days at a turn of a page, slipping memories, notes, photos into the side pockets, being able to add data at the speed of lightening whilst remembering exactly where; not relying on any kind power other than a little wrist action....
All these wonderful details can, unfortunately, only be appreciated by the die hard paper & pen lover, by a generation many believe to be close to extinct.
Thanks to the fossil that Filofax (sadly) stands for, I've reconnected with the past to go forward into the future... simply unbeatable.