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categories = ["life", "memory", "me"]
date = "2018-07-08"
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layout = "post"
title = "Clawmarks on my memories"
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One of the reasons Im so *damn* good at living for the present is that I cant remember the past.
The instant a moment is gone it blurs, out of focus. Then it fades into the blackness. I cant remember the mundanewhat I had for lunch the other day, what movies I watched last week. Nor can I remember the specialthe first kiss, the last heartbreak. Its all gone.
Faded out.
I love it, and I *hate* it. I hate it, and I *love* it.
Its true that I can never be satisfied [without adrenaline]({{< ref "/post/2018/07/chasing-the-edge" >}} "Chasing The Edge"). But that isnt the whole picture. Satisfaction is underpinned by *memory*. I cannot be satisfied in what I have done when I cannot remember it.
I am cursed to wanderto always chase more. Adrenaline, and everything else. I cannot learn from a past that is no longer mine. I cannot remember fondly a laugh shared. I cannot relive the pain of a past heartbreak.
I cannot remember.
No matter how hard I try to hold, the memories always slip away. No matter how fiercely I claw. I have to live for the here and now, because otherwise [I aint got shit](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TP5cjnVGJ38).
I cannot remember.
I love it.
*I hate it.*