Sentimentality, images of long dead family members.

Monetarily, my Steam account.

My password manager vault

Nice try, hackers.

My music collection, about 12TB of high bit rate music.

Hah, the number on my bank account sometimes feels like it’s just pixels.

But most valuable to me would be old irc chatlogs with people who’ve passed. It’s been years since I’ve felt the need to pull them out and read them, but I’m happy to know they’re there.

My PayPal account. Though I believe my undergrad thesis project may be another option from another perspective.

The uncensored anarchist cookbook

Photos of family; family records.

And a OneNote notebook I have (backuped to OneDrive by default, but also gets backuped to Google Drive daily) in which I try to organize a family tree, with resources, old papers and records, etc.