Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Convenient Concussions

Yesterday morning I gave myself a concussion.
"No more monkeys jumping on the bed" means nothing to me apparently, as I flopped back on my bed and knocked my head squarely against the wall.

I suppose you could call it serendipitous (though right now I'm just calling it a headache) because from the time I hit my head at 9 am until about 6:30 pm I don't really remember any conversations I had. This includes some rather stressful conversations, and while I remember being upset, I don't remember what was said. While I do feel bad for whatever I may have said that was inappropriate and I apologized...it's an odd feeling to not have those words still bouncing around in my head.

Perhaps ignorance really is bliss. I keep thinking about "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and what it would mean to actually mentally "erase" people from my life.

If you could get rid of certain memories, would you do it?

PS: Speaking of forgetting- I keep forgetting to thank TheMindtaker for doing such a wonderful job creating my header. He's quite talented with Photoshop. Thanks Gabriel!


stephanie said...


Mark said...

That's a really interesting question. Would you be the same person if you did?

Themindtaker said...

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned.

Not a chance. The most depressing shot in the movie is the old lady in the waiting room of the doctor's office waiting to have her memories erased, crying and clutching a bag of dog toys. I refuse to believe-- no matter how painful losing that dog is for her-- that there isn't good in having years of beautiful memories with the dog in the first place. She wouldn't feel so strongly now there wasn't.

We are who we are because of what we go through and whether or not we remember doesn't change who we are, just our understanding of ourselves.

I'm glad you woke up today.