My daughter showed me a picture I took maybe 14 years ago and asked me to send it by e-mail to her cellphone. She needs the photo for her high school graduation ceremony. By e-mail? An old picture of 14 years ago? Lost somewhere on an old Toshiba computer in a closet? 3 hours to find the most delightful digital picture I ever took in my life. It remembers me how life is just a fleeting moment. Even the capture the most important moments in life gets lost in stuff. The impact we have on life is maybe two, three generations. After that, nobody will remember. Like the stuff, everything we ever knew will be gone.