Why is that?

I just thinking last night in the early morning hours that it is easy to remember what happened years ago.

It is hard to remember what happened last night.  Or a couple of days ago.  Why is that?

What is this?  A short term memory lapse.  For example, I was watching a film “Angels and Demons” – the film production of Dan Brown’s second book in the Da Vinci Code series.  The film starred Tom Hanks and Ewan McGregor.  I could not remember which film I had seen Ewan McGregor in the beginning of this week.  What a nightmare. Thinking, thinking hard and trying to remember.  In the end, I had to search for the film in my DVD collection until I was satisfied.  It was Moulin Rouge, by the way.

Why is it, somethings don’t sit in our heads for a long period of time.  Just disappear.  It like driving or taking a trip some where and you sort of remember the route.  LIke pigeons. These birds have picture minds, did you know?  They remember buildings, so they know where they are going.  (I’m like that too.)  Pigeons were used in war time to spread information.  Clever little birds.    


Memories of M

I remember speaking to an old work colleague about our future plans.   We both were about in our early twenties.  I had two jobs at the time, working evenings in a busy food take away and in the day working in a grocery store, where my colleague M worked.  His mum would pick him up and drop him off, he lived in a village couple of miles away.  While I just walked to work.  

M was a tall, thin guy, with long grisly mousy brown hair.  He always wore his shirt tucked out over his baggy trousers, he was a greb afterall.  Grebs I don’t know what you call them now.  People who were into rock music.  M was a year younger than me.  He knew some of my old childhood school friends, which he studied with in high school.  

Something struck me today, that made him remember him.  My good friend.  We used to have a lot of funny conversations about music and had a lot of interests in common.  Before I go off in another direction, lets get back to what I wanted to write about.

He was studying at university an engineer course and in his second year.  Myself, well, just working and spending all my free time on writing a novel, which is still incomplete and reading philosophy and anything else I could get my hands on.

M recommended me a book called ‘Beyond Good and Evil’  by philosopher Friedrich Nietziche.  Good read too.  

Anyway, I remember we were standing down the crisps and sweet aisle, can’t remember why we were both down there.  Filling up the shelves with crisps probably.  M asked me what I was going to do with my life.

“I don’t know,” I remember recalling, “Just go with the flow”.  

This wasn’t the main part of the conversation, there was something we talked about.. I can’t seem to get there.. as I can’t remember..

We talked about moving on, aims in life, buying your first home, making commitments.

I remember he told me he was terrified committing himself to a girl or getting married.

I guess I too, worried about getting married at that time,  Though I didn’t have the pressure of looking for the ideal suitor, that was my parents job.  So, luckily for me I was able to relax and when the time is right it will happen.  Marriage was not part of my future plan.  As you had all the extras that went with being a married couple.  The offspring side.  

I remember speaking to him and telling him i refuse to breed and it is easy for men to plant a seed and disappear.  Women are not factories.  There is more to life than this.  And M said it is part of evolution,  You can’t stop evolution.  

Then the debate began.