You walk into the common area of your flat and take a seat next your one of your roommates, Jacob.
"Dude, what did you get a filing cabinet for?" while watching Rick and Morty
"I want to be organized."
"What do you have to organize? Your receipts from Dunkin?"
"Ha Ha, Jacob. I have taxes from last year I got to put into something."
"So you got a 2 level filing system? Seems a little excessive, " cut in Billy, the other roommate, coming out of his room to get some water.
"I'll grow into it."
"Sure you will, " said Jacob. The two of them watched cartoons for a bit before the sun went down. Curious, you go back to your room. The filing cabinet is now 4 levels, and the front has a name of each roommate, and Gina, Billy's girlfriend that stays over sometimes.
You browsed through the files... the folders had strange names. "Personality characteristics", "early childhood memories", "priorities", "love life", "physical traits", and so on. You opened up "priorities". They didn't appear to have any meaningful order.
This had possibilities...