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| Now I remember ... I forgot ... |
| 01.22.05 (7:45 pm) [edit] |
My mind has started doing the strangest things lately. 1st of all - it's working! hee hee ... Seriously though, in an effort to conserve space I guess ... my mind has taken it upon itself to rewrite or flat out erase memories.
For example, there are a couple of dudes from my past with whom I no longer deal.
But, I have little to no recollection as to why I no longer deal with them besides the thought [i]"well, I must not be dealing with them for a reason...I don't disconnect from people on GP"[/i].
As you can imagine - this gets a little old, especially in light of their seemingly collective "Get Back" attempts. You see when a brotha is in "Get Back" mode - he does all the right things, says those keywords that you used to love to hear him say, pays attention to how you look, asks you how the j-o is going, inquires about mom/pops/the fam/friends (even the ones you knew he couldn't stand), compliments you on the "impact" that you had on his life while you were together. Empasizes just how much he regrets how things went down...etc; etc; etc;.
It is during these endless diatribes that a sister tends to get a lil [i]fuzzy[/i] on the details. At these times, it would be nice for the mind to trigger the "spidey sense". Not happening for the kid ...
But luckily, one dude in particular (who shall remain nameless -bastid!) who is currently mounting his own "Get Back" campaign, messed around and decided to reminisce about our glorious past, and well ya know ... I know that I forget stuff ... but if things were truly as fuggin' fantastic as this dude said - we wouldn't be ignoring each other's phone calls, right?
As you can prolly tell by now - this post has no real point. Just trynna get shit off my chest ....
Good Night
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