remember to forget

what is it with me driving in cars and having abrupt confrontations.


today i realise that some things are only as bad as we imagine them to be. note: some.
but who is to say that we dont paint all sorts of things in our minds.

i remember feeling like a ball of raging mess, but when it was time for me to recall it, i really couldnt remember parts of it. it wasnt like it was my nature to have a random short-term memory loss or that i easily forget things, it was just plainly that i couldnt remember it and it didnt kill me to dig out what it was so i can recall what pained me.
i would like to think of it as a reminder to let go and love the better days. why fan the flames?


on an unrelated note, i cant wait for the weekend to come. :)