Against our usual behaviors and choices, we tend to forget things. Sometimes, we can't even help it. It's part of human nature, and we must all come to accept it as such even though these mistakes could cost us a lot and leave us in deep regrets.
I don't know what it is with me and forgetfulness. I have come to realize that I tend to forget things quite easily. Once I don't do or see that thing no more, then it's all in the past. I was thinking, I even spoke to a friend easily that it bothers me how so easy it is for me to forget things, especially people. I was saying that I'm usually lucky to meet all the best, welcoming people who show value for whatever we share, but once they're out of my space or face, even just for a few days, I somehow just don't remember them any longer. I'd have had a stronger, more powerful network if I wasn't as I am now. But that's by tg way.
I don't want to say my memory span is short yet, I find it difficult to recall some books(novels particularly) that I read, most movies that I see, certain other details. I'm good with details, though, but certain memories would require some jolt to help me recall. It's one reason I'm grateful that I tend to write a lot. It's why I appreciate being crude - using pen and paper. Helps me keep tabs, especially of my schedule and most things in general.
Yesterday, I was all over the house searching for my glasses. It's the first thing I wear in the morning and the last thing I take off at night. I pretty much only take it off during the day if I have to get a bath. Otherwise, no... I don't think my family members even have seen my face bare without it in months or years. I don't remember what I wss doing and why it wasn't on my nose(see, it was only yesterday, but I have forgotten), all I know is that my face felt bare without it and you know, mind games and stuff, my eyes started to act up and my vision was getting blur. I was almost scared. I searched everywhere that came to mind to no avail. I was worried and kept racing through my head on where I'd been and what I'd been doing but nothing. It was only when my brother came in shortly, asking why my face was rumpled, which I explained and he started to laugh, walked over to me, touched my head and producing the pair, handed them over to me that I realized it had been on me all the while. I was so mad at myself. I find myself having to repeat certain things, keeping significant things close by just so I can remember stuff. Like when I burnt a whole pot of chicken. Just a few minutes after I set it to boil, I totally forgot about it. Even when my brother came in my room(no, I wasn't even using my phone so you can't say I was in the least bit engrossed I'm it) to tell me it was all burnt. I kept asking when I ever put a pot on fire. Nowadays, I just stay close by the kitchen and find something else to do there. For other times, particularly when it involves events or things, i keep a schedule and set a reminder.
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