December is the month where I usually backup things. I realized that I’ve never lost anything in ten years of heavy computer use. Maybe a couple of hundreds of meg, I’m not even sure. I have things burned on CDs at least five times. I have pretty much my entire email history since the beginning. Same with IM logs (I was saving them because of links in conversations). Every single soundtrack I wrote with .wav and .mp3 included. The thing is I’m never really paying attention to anything, I don’t have any automatic backup, nothing. I’m just really organized and need to drop a couple of folders a year on the burner to save everything. NAS, USB keys are used as quick and dirty backup. I memorize. I work out that bunch of cells. No apps. No reminder.
I am prototyping, finally, my game on Unity. Thanks to code samples, I have a working, first experience. Brings a huge smile. After spending a year defining technical needs and possibilities, Unity seems to be the best choice and provides everything I need. The community is vibrant and the tools are pretty great. I’m excited and stressed out as I soon will be able to see if at the end, it works or not. But I’m pretty confident it will work, as my extended search on my game’s subject is telling me that I’m on something. It’s going to be all about tweaking.
So I was like “end of the year sucks so much to me, why?” and then I looked up on the internet to see how adult adoptees are living this period of the year. We all have a hard time and reading stories, I’m doing fine geez. People are fighting so much, adoption, birth mother or parents, resentment, anger, consent, family reunion it’s scary. My parents and foster parents really did a perfect job when I read some stories. Adopted people feel so guilty to not be like “everybody”. That, I feel it. But I say fuck to that too because I well know how “everybody” is bullshit. I also learned how much my case is a very special case. So unique, it hurts!
Music definitely saves my mind and my soul.