I just deleted 63 GB of music off of my hard drive with a few button clicks.

As I watched the deletion bar progress, I unexpectedly felt a faint yet horrible scream echo deep inside my core. It was the younger me. He was raging with primal fury at the vaporization of his collection.

Too bad the younger me has just about faded away and old-ass me can’t be bothered to stay on top of that shit anymore. Pandora my young ghost. Pandora.