Tuesday, June 11, 2013


I am happy when a barista spells my name right. Now, if I could always be easily happy that would be so much better. Photo by me, Descovrir

The thing about forgetting is: it is hard to forget.

I just came across this quote: it is hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

That is so true.

Although I think forgetting is like coffee: as a mix, it is OK. In a pack or sachet, everything you need for a cup is made for you: coffee, creamer, and sugar. It is a quick fix. It is instant gratification at an affordable price. Just add hot water and stir to your content until the mix dissolves.

But if you want "proper" coffee, then 3-in-1 or instant coffee is not for you. Perhaps you want your coffee brewed to perfection. Or you do not want creamer but rather skimmed milk or non-fat milk or soya. And you do not add sugar to your coffee; instead you use Splenda or if you use sugar, you only use brown or muscovado. If you have coffee and the add-ons you need, you just made yourself a fresh cup of coffee. And a very good cup gives you such soothing, energizing, calming high.

Leave your brew idle, the coffee gets bitter, to a point acidic. You do not want to waste the brew, so you reheat; even add more creamer or milk or sweetener. What remains though is the sickening taste of your stale, brewed coffee. The aftertaste is too much --- and leaves your stomach upset. The same goes for the instant coffee: leave your cup and it gets cold and not too inviting to drink anymore.

So as is forgetting. No matter you try to remember all the great things about someone and try to smile about the good, old times, these really amount to nothing. For all the pain that someone caused you overrules them. What is worse is that in your attempt to forget, you vividly remember all the things you did to try save the relationship. And you keep asking why the other person did not help you stir the relationship to what could be your perfection together.

And all that is left with you, all that remains with you is the acidic truth: the other person (as a friend blatantly put it) has no awareness of the pain he or she caused you. That the other person simply moved on, leaving you like a pot of brewed coffee, leaving you to stale.
Unless you empty yourself, and brew a fresh, new start.

Now if forgetting is as easy as brewing coffee. But it is not. Especially when the subject (or a related subject) you are trying hard to forget is still stirring you to hurt.  And what a timing, when the other person is celebrating, a date that you are trying so hard to erase from the old calendar of your life.

Let not that unwanted stir affect you more. Remember that you can brew your present to a lasting happiness you truly deserve. Maybe your very own barista can help you.

Remember: FORGET.

Go ahead, make a fresh brew.
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