Forgetful

I love when I decide to watch a movie, and something about it strikes me as familiar. At first, there's the slightest hint of recollection, but then awareness grows.

You realize you've seen the movie before, but don't remember it.

Then you remember it, but not how certain parts go.

Then you remember how those parts go, but not when they happen.

Then it's over, and you've enjoyed it.

Dissapointment

It takes years for me to get over being disappointed by a friend. I am not sure if I ever manage to get over it. Even people who have hurt me years ago I still wonder about, and can't seem to find a way to cut them out of my life. It makes me wonder if that is what happiness really is; finding a way to cut people out of your life who make you unhappy.

I'm tired of some people making the same resolution year after year, and following it for less days year after year.

I just feel tired.

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