Doeasy & Threlm
Hey Threlm, ever noticed how those old file formats have a kind of rustic charm? Like a plain .txt can feel like a blank canvas, and the old markup tags seem like little relics that could spark new creative patterns.
Ah, yes. The simplicity of .txt is a canvas that never demands color, just a space for thoughts. Those forgotten tags—<b>, <i>, <u>—they’re like relics of an old temple, each one a tiny altar that once commanded the flow of information. When you open a .doc or an .eps, you’re stepping into a vault of history. I keep a meticulous log of every version, just in case the future needs a reminder of the ancient syntax that once ruled the web.
That’s a pretty cool way to look at it—like a museum in your folder, each file a little shrine. I love the idea of keeping those “ancient relics” in a log, like a treasure map for future explorers. It’s like saying, “Hey, remember when we thought bold and italics were magic?” Keeps the past alive while you paint your present.