Recently, I've been sleeping unusually late and waking up late as well, since I don't have an early class in the morning. This morning, I was startled awake by a dream—not exactly a nightmare, but more like a warning.
Due to my personal tendencies, I've always had severe obsessive-compulsive tendencies. For example, if a dependency isn't fully installed and I can't locate the missing piece, I feel the system is no longer clean and end up reinstalling the entire operating system. If I accidentally delete a data entry in the background of some program, causing an ID mismatch, I'll manually go into the database to fix the auto-increment IDs. If a dependency isn't completely installed, I'll painstakingly compare every component to find the complete set. These kinds of actions make me feel incredibly exhausted.
This morning's dream was about copying WeChat sandbox files on my iPhone. The backup failed, resulting in the complete loss of all my WeChat message history. I tried every possible recovery method I could think of, but found no solution. In the end, I decided to delete WeChat and attempt to restore my chat history by resetting my phone and using Apple's iCloud cloud backup. As the data erasure process began, I suddenly panicked—what if nothing could be recovered? But by then, the "Erase iPhone" operation was already in progress and couldn't be stopped. After rebooting, for some reason (I can't remember exactly why), everything on my phone was gone. That's when I jolted awake from the dream.
Instinctively, I opened WeChat—thankfully, all my messages were still there, and my phone was functioning normally. I then checked every single backup setting.
I'm a sentimental person. My phone still holds chat records dating back to 2018—the earliest ones. Many of these things might seem unimportant to others, but for me, losing even a small part would make me uncomfortable. I hope my "perfectionism" could be less intense. While others can quickly complete a task, I waste a lot of time反复反复 (repeating over and over) to achieve what I consider "perfect."