Was clearing out a drawer tonight for the move, mostly invoices I needed to shred.
Found a rubber-banded stack of business cards way at the back — clients from years of random freelance gigs. Half those companies don’t even exist anymore. Logos I made for people who probably forgot I exist too.
Ended up sitting on the floor going through them one at a time instead of actually sorting the drawer like I meant to.
Kept the card from the first client who ever paid me without me having to chase them for it. No real reason, just felt like it should stay somewhere.
The drawer’s still a mess. Didn’t toss a single thing tonight. Just sat there holding a bunch of old logos nobody else is ever going to think about again.