Blessed are the forgetful

Location: 10:00-14:00 yest, all over Manhattan
Mood: calm
Music: Why so scared of romance?

Her: I forget a lot of things.

Me: I envy you. Nietzsche once said, Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders. I never forget anything.

Her: I’d never want to remember everything. That’d be terrible.

Me: (nodding) It’s why I’m an insomniac.

Caligirl’s getting married.

For my longtime readers, she was also the girl in this entry. She’s everything I’m looking for in a girlie. Yet I don’t love her. Least, not in the way she wants. Dunno why that is, but that’s as it is.

As a kid, I remember reading about Soma in A Brave New World and wondering why anyone would wanna forget stuff. Not a kid anymore. There’s no Soma in NYC. There’s no River Lethe. That part I knew. But I’m also finding that there’s no SING. No girl on the east side missing a heart.

There are, however, any number of fine (and not so fine) drinking establishments in the big city where they’ll serve me my favorite poison on the rocks with a big slice of orange for $14 a glass.

I know cause I went to two of them Wednesday and Thursday nights with any number of girlies, some very random, some very specific. The weekend forecast looks similar. They’ll have to do.

Suspect I’m not invited to the wedding.

I’m an insomniac cause I lie awake remembering. I’m so talented at it that I even remember things that never happened, people that never existed.

5 thoughts on “Blessed are the forgetful”

  1. you should take all your memories, real and surreal, and just go and write a book. journaling a little each day means you only get to let out a little squirt at a time… unfulfilling in a way

  2. hey, i have a question.. re your link to 7/23/07 livejournal: This Modern Love, Do you wanna come over and kill some time?does that mean you're in the when harry met sally girls and guys can't be friends camp? or does that mean that to be friends with someone you used to have feelings for is a waste of time? just wondering.. i never thought of it as semblance of 'real' but now i'm rethinking. just because it's not true love doesn't mean that it can't be true friendship.. does it?

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