This rarely happens.
Somehow, between “archiving” the emails I swear I’ll read later, to filing ones away in their appropriate folders to convince myself I will read them on that lonely, dreary day I have the time to filter through those folders of things-to-read-later-but-no-need-to-now, to just hitting read, reply, and writing without spell checking, checking for correct sentence structure and content and just pressing send upon stream of consciousness writing (sort of like this post?) — between all of this, my Gmail became empty.
And tomorrow is a new day, and this joy — upon archiving, reading/replying and filtering, — is sure to return again.
Gmail you give me joy both empty or full. <3
