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Erasing
September 05, 2004
You can divide up your life in several large blocks, usually by what school you were in, or what girl/friend you had, or who the president was. But each of those segments are inter-twined, so that they cut through and create even smaller pieces of memories. I'm in the process, you could say, of erasing a few blocks here and there.
Everytime I feel one of these blocks coming to an end, I sit down tight and look back in recollection. "Is this worth keeping?" It's extremely rare that I find myself leaving behind what I've come to accept as a part of my daily existence. But sometimes, one has to say, the erasing needs to be done.
When you watch things like this on film or read about them in books, it's never the same as sitting in front of a glowing screen and wondering how certain events have shaped your life, many good, many bad, some in the gray, but all important.
The single greatest victory for one, though, is exactly the opposite of this so-called importance. It's coming to realize that some events are worthless to you (or have become so in time's passing). This is crucial as it lets you move on with life and enjoy what you have remaining, which, of course, could be just another second or two in itself.
I have memories that make me happy and sad at once. The math, though, is easy: 1 (happy) plus -1 (sad) is zero. Lesson learned: The one who is cautiously optimistic erases these worthless memories without thought.
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The one thing that matters in the world to me is loyalty. Apparently a few of my so-called friends don't feel the same way. Thus, I'm in the process of avenging the breach of brotherly love, and re-learning to once again trust these so-called "friends." Wish me luck.
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i think you are describing the difference between baggage and experience, and that seems grand. the danger is when erasing becomes convenient beyond repair. ys | September 6, 2004 12:52 AM
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