"Most days of the year are quite remarkable, they begin and they end with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life."

but why is it that we remember that one day that really changed it all?
why is it that no matter how hard we try we keep going back to that day.. and it replays that same sick memory. taunting me, laughing at me. it didnt feel good the first time, so why keep remembering?
i can always remember the last day where things changed. i wish i didnt have such a good memory sometimes... maybe i should just focus all that energy and just have really really good eyesight..
and its just the really really hard part is letting go. becauses theres so many times we realize something is not worth it anymore but we keep it going. like a car with no gas.. keep beating the same ol dead horse..
maybe we should just be happy that they were once a happy memory. remember all the good times, and thank them for that.
maybe we should just stop being such hoarders..
i dont need to have it all.
after its always been about quality and not quantity.