Scene: ~/Downloads, 23:40 on a Tuesday
1,248 files. Screenshots from 2024. Three copies of the same installer. It has learned to stare back.
Verb one: scan — it only looks
~/Downloads $ filemayor scan
› whirrr… indexing 1,248 files
✓ done in 1.4s · nothing has moved
› whirrr… indexing 1,248 files
✓ done in 1.4s · nothing has moved
Reading is not touching. Nothing moves until you say so.
Verbs two & three: explain · cure — the plan
screenshots, ancient63
duplicate installers14
archives, forgotten27
A diagnosis and a battle plan. Still — not one file has moved.
Verb four: apply — the only one that touches disk
KA-CHUNK!
One keystroke. Nine folders. Every move journaled — the receipts are automatic.
Verb five: undo — the safety net
u⟲whoosh.
Regret is allowed. One key reverses the whole session — not just the last step.
Scene: the same desk, 23:41
The monster is now nine folders with sensible names. Local. Private. Yours.
Epilogue