My Little Quest Trying to Remember
Okay, so I wanted to share this little thing that happened. It’s about this name, Renee Walsh. Kept popping into my head, felt like I knew it from somewhere but couldn’t place it. You know that feeling? Like an itch you can’t scratch.
It started when I was cleaning up my digital workspace. Got tons of old files, notes, drafts, just chaos mostly. I decided, right, let’s get organized. So I started opening old folders, seeing what was junk and what was worth keeping.
Then I hit this one text file. Looked like quick notes I’d jotted down ages ago during some project, probably. Just bullet points, random ideas. And smack in the middle was the name “Renee Walsh”. Nothing else around it to explain why. Why did I write that down?
My first step was just trying to remember. Sat there for a bit, staring at the screen. Was it someone I worked with? Met at an event? Read about? My mind was blank. Totally useless.
So, I started digging. Like, actual digging through my digital past.
- I went through my email archive first. Typed “Renee Walsh” into the search bar. Got back a load of nothing relevant. Just spam or newsletters mentioning one name or the other, but not the full name together in any meaningful way.
- Next, I checked my old cloud drive folders. Maybe it was in a document title? Or buried inside some report? Clicked through a bunch of stuff, scanned filenames. Still nothing.
- Thought maybe it was a contact? Checked my old contact lists, even the really old ones I imported years ago. Nope. No Renee Walsh there.
This started to bug me more than it should have. It became like a puzzle. I stopped the organizing I was meant to be doing and focused just on this. Where did this name come from?
I remembered around the time that note file was created, I was following a couple of specific online forums and blogs related to a hobby of mine. Figured it was worth a shot. Went to one of the old forums I used to read.
Started browsing through threads from back then. Took a while, scrolling through pages and pages. Then, in some random discussion thread, buried in the comments, someone mentioned the name Renee Walsh. It wasn’t even the main topic, just a side comment someone made, agreeing with a point Renee Walsh had apparently made elsewhere (though ‘elsewhere’ wasn’t specified!).
That was it. Seriously. Just a name dropped in a comment thread on an old forum. Why my past self decided that specific name needed to be written down in my notes, I have zero clue. Maybe I found the comment interesting at the time? Maybe I intended to look her up later and forgot? Who knows.
So, yeah. That was my big mystery solved. Took me down a rabbit hole for an hour or so. Didn’t find gold, just the very boring origin of a name in my notes. Felt a bit silly afterwards, but hey, at least I figured it out. Now I can delete that line and finally get back to actually organizing my files.
