Instalment Forty Five

What’s that thing where you can only remember good things?
What?
You know that thing where you can only remember all the good stuff that has happened?
That’s not a thing.
Sure it is. Like that camp I on went on in Grade Six, we had a really great time, we got to ride horses and kayak and stuff.
It sounds like a good camp.
Yeah, but I am sure at the time I hated it but now I have no idea why and only seem to be able to remember the highlights.
So you’re saying you had a great time and it was a good camp.
Yes.
But you hated it.
Yes.
It’s not a thing.
Look, it’s like a relationship right! You go out with someone, good times bad times, sex, fights, sometimes lots of fights.
Right.
Then once you’re broken up, all you remember is the good times and the sex, not the fights or their family or the music they were into that you hated.
I guess.
Not only that, you then go out and do it again with someone else.
Without thought to all the pain you don’t remember!
Yes. What’s that called?
Being human.

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