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most things all the time. remembering becomes one of those things you seem to start to lose as you age. and as i’m aging (i’m not ancient but i’m over the crest of the hill) remembering becomes harder. but it’s okay it’s just one of the costs of a long life
By Bob Hussey URL on 06.08.2011
i keep forgetting to do a lot of things…and i don’t remember that i’ve forgotten to do them until it’s already too late. i should have called that lady back about the cake….two weeks ago..damnit…i should straighten out all that unemployment crap today…but..well…i don’t want to…i forgot about the tea today…twice…and it’s hardly after noon.
By kayla on 06.08.2011
the world forgetting by the world forgot, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, each prayer accepted and each wish resigned, a poem by alexander pope, which was said in the movie eternal sunshine of the spotless mind by kirsten dunst, a movie about erasing your past
By Laura on 06.08.2011
sometimes i forget things that i was meant to remember
most of the time i remember thinghs that i wanted to forget
but then i think that even if i end up forgetting everything
at least someone will remember of me.
By hiver URL on 06.08.2011
forgetting things is a great talent and habit of mine. i do not leave the house once. I leave it twelve to fifteen times as I remember the various things that I have forgotten: car keys, wallet, phone, sanity, car keys, house keys, book, pens, pencils. I am known and derided for this trait, as anyone in the house gets annoyed at the slamming and opening doors.
By Tim Laramore on 06.08.2011
I stood in the kitchen just staring off into space. I know I’m forgetting something important but I can’t quite put my finger on it. So I go back to my desk and sit down. But my mind keeps nagging.
By liltig URL on 06.08.2011
Forgetting is what keeps you happy. It keeps us sane. It keeps us from bitter thoughts. Although it would be smarter to remember, we stay content through lost memories sometimes. To keep the people we lust in our lives, most of the time. We do this, more than healthy.
By Maria URL on 06.08.2011
Can be freedom, and it can be doom. The difference is what we do with a memory. Will we complain or celebrate..? That makes the d
By Rob URL on 06.08.2011
Alzheimer’s scares the crap out of me. Thankfully my grandmother seems to have a fort of a memory. I can’t fathom becoming old and losing my mind, but I imagine it to be terrifying not knowing who you are. The point of life is to figure out who you are and if that’s all taken away slowly, it’s heartbreaking.
By Laura URL on 06.08.2011
I opened my eyes and blinked in the like sunlight. I just couldn’t locate where I was. My mind was blank but as soon as i stood up, i saw the familiar street. It brought back the memories I had shared. This, i decided, was HOME
By The Dreamer URL on 06.08.2011
I hate forgetting. It’s not a fun concept. The thing about forgetting is that you rarely know it’s happening. It’s a sad fact of life that everyone will forget at least one thing in their lives. It makes me think how many people have forgotten me. I wish we weren’t prone to forgetting. I don’t want to forget. I want to remember everything.
By Lo on 06.08.2011
there are a lot of people in this world who have the problem of forgetting .It’s not only common with humans , also seen in animals .Most of forgetting starts when we reach adulthood
By Vishwas on 06.08.2011
to forget is the worst possible thing to happen as we get older. it seems we always forget the most important things. Like forgetting birthdays, wedding anniversaries. Just please explain to me why humans forget so much.
By yamiley charles URL on 06.08.2011
Causes too much trouble, when it should be replaced with lessons learned.
By Maria W. URL on 06.08.2011
Sometimes I’m forgetting stuff instead of remembering stuff.
By just582 URL on 06.08.2011
something i do everyday. especially names of people i’ve just met. i forget where i put my glasses, my cell phone. Oh yeah. and I’m desperately trying to forget my oldest brother who is a jerk.
By Sis on 06.08.2011
I keep forgetting what I’m supposed to be doing. It’s not like I do it on purpose, it just happens. I bury my head in the sand to isolate myself and focus on just remembering, but all that happens is my mouth fills up with sand. And I keep forgetting.
By Zeke on 06.08.2011
I really try to forget a lot about the mishaps with friends, families and people I randomly meet or see. In awkward situations, in order to make them appear less awkward I often times find myself thinking about ways that I could have made it less awkward. Meeting a new guy….awkward. Even more awkward? forget the handshake….how about a butt slap?
By Theresa on 06.08.2011
I don’t like forgetting things. Its a horrible feeling to know that you have forgotten something, but you have no clue what, so you can fix it. It bothers you until you figure it out.
By lizzyb97 URL on 06.08.2011
Forgetting. I can’t stop forgetting, but something will remain in this memory. His smile, he smiled as if he was hiding something. Indeed, everything is revealed after I could never see him again.
By Yu-li on 06.08.2011
i forget what it is like to be young again. i miss childhood, and i forget things all the time , i wish i could go back to my creative space in my mind when i was younger. i had so many ideas, i still do,but more so inside the box ideas, not as creative as when our minds travelled to beautiful places.
By haley frano URL on 06.08.2011
Forgetting makes my heart hurt. The concept of forgetting makes me think about who I’ve forgotten or who has forgotten me or who is in the process of forgetting me. The thing about forgetting is that you don’t know when it’s happening. It’s like a disease no one can diagnose. It’s heartbreaking. I don’t wish to forget anything. I hate forgetting.
By The10thDoctor URL on 06.08.2011
It started again – the forgetting of his touch, his eyes, that piercing gaze. She woke up this morning and felt the fog lifted, felt like she could breathe again. Cycles – cycles of forgetting, cycles of romance, cycles of friendship. The forgetting brings relief.
By Miss B on 06.08.2011
bad memories. things that make you sad. wrongs committed against you. these are all things that we try to keep forgetting. but not the others. those other things. like love, light, forgiveness, joy, bike rides, sunsets, music, laughter. those things we don’t forget. we remember. we think about them all the time. we remember.
By jaclyn on 06.08.2011
As the Summer sun sets against the night sky
and the crows, crow for the final time tonight
I sit and watch the tides role in, I promised never
to forget you. and I prayed to God I could keep
Now as the years have passed and time seems to
stand still- I cry out wanting now more than ever to
remember the times spent with my family, growing up
and learning. I want to remeber who I am, who I was-
who I wanted to be…
but times seems to have had another plan for me.
By antebellum URL on 06.08.2011
forgetting is easy. forgetting is hard. it seems to be easy to forget the things we want to remember. but the things we want to forget never fade out of memory. the price of a memory is the memory of the pain that it brings.
By mola lenghi on 06.08.2011
what you do when you see something cool and try and remember it but you can’t… thanks all. i forgot the question (haha get it)
By Natalie on 06.08.2011
Wow my life is embodied in this word. Forgetting…that all i can do it seems. Probably because of all this happy ganja i smoke all damn day. Well, it looks like there is only one way out of this conundrum. Stop smoking pot! Easy! So..Why cant i?
By Jon on 06.08.2011
Forgetting is terrifying, my worst nightmare. I hold memories so dear to my heart, I write partly because I don’t want to forget memories, because I don’t want to forget. My worst fear is getting a disease like dementia or Alzheimer’s. Living with my grandmother who suffered dementia made me terrified of it. To be reduced to a mere shell of a person, concerned with basic living, walking around, forgetting her daughter, her husband’s death, and remembering nothing else but to eat. I never want to forget. My memories make me who I am.
By clairee URL on 06.08.2011
She was forgetting where she was. The surroundings around her faded and swirled into a cottony blur of shapes and colors. The smell of smoke burned in her nose. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant. She’d always liked the smell of smoke. It reminded her of that one man, in the leather jacket. But then she forgot him, too.
By Lu on 06.08.2011
forgetting the past
is almost impossible
you think you have overcome it
but then you see
it still lurks
silently behind you
waiting for you to stumble
and back it will race to the front of your mind
and remind you how it has changed your life
and how you can never truly and completely forgo that pain.
By jillmjacobs URL on 06.08.2011
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