notes in caps

i've spent the past several hours sifting through old papers from college. i am OVERWHELMED by the sheer amount of writing i have produced over the years as well as the now-suddenly-remembered reams of letters, journals, draft and final drafts i have lost...or burned. (not a joke)
i find one essay and then realize there was an essay that went with it, because that one came first and this other one is a revision that turned into THIS essay, but THAT essay had something in it i wanted, and now, where is that essay? answer: it's gone. gone gone gone.
i'm OVERWHELMED with the piles of papers in my closet, the memories of other papers that are NOT in my closet, and, moreover, how bad all the writing is. right, can't forget that.
most of all, i'm overwhelmed by the pile of disks i sorted through to find clean copies of these things. all of my old floppies are labeled something obscure like "Winter 2003," and all the files are labeled vaguley along the lines of "Dog," "March 2000," or "a Rant."
WHAT was i thinking? answer: I wasn't. take heed. all english majors, writers, would-be writers, liberal arts and humanities types, scribblers of all shape, size, color, and disposition, take heed of my pain. let it not be wasted.