That which we never lose…

There’s hardly a more universal theme than pondering lost love and what might have been. A Confluence of Rivers’ unique contribution arises from the paper record through which I relived its story. Only during a brief window in the late 1990s did I bother to print email messages – when the episode Rivers tells of happened to take place. 

In the process of reviewing those old emails, taking copious notes on my laptop, I sought to identify and record key words and phrases I’d want to be able to find later. One day the thought struck that I wish I could make my memories themselves searchable. 

I wished as well I could see the vaguely recalled screensavers that had set the story in motion. Since I still have the diskette they came on, several months ago I excitedly contacted a techie friend to see if he might still have the outdated type of disk drive for reading it. He promptly deflated my hopes by informing me the diskette’s innards, after so many years, would likely be too degraded to access the designs. 

I knew it was a fanciful idea. Oh well, winsome, lose some. It’s incredibly fortunate the box of printouts itself survived – and crazy to realize what it took to get Rivers out in the world (as this essay at my other blog touches on). 

Since its summer release, I’ve been a little stymied in getting to the promotional tasks that come next. That includes working with this site’s mailing list – apologies for the delay to those who’ve subscribed.

While I get on with that, I’ll leave you with this quote I’ve only recently come across which fits the whole Rivers project well:  

“What we have once enjoyed we can never lose; all that we deeply love becomes a part of us.”  (Helen Keller)