Live and let live

If life is a race course, mine would resemble one with many sharp twists and turns.

I turn when there is an obstacle. I do not stop nor will I choose to hit it head-on. This still sounds like a form of avoidance though I pretty much hate to admit that it is. To me, it's a shift of focus - to channel what could have been negative to something positive; almost like a 'recycling' of emotions - converting what could have been worthless and meaningless into something valuable and more precious...

Not that negativities are worthless and meaningless but lamenting them is. The things that I've went through were not nothing but it serves no purpose to replay the emotions when things have already moved on, albeit not in the most pleasant manner. And so I learned to forget, as always. I learned to forget and be forgetful. It is almost like a brainwashing or mental deterioration the way things just get erased from my mind, temporarily or not. Forgetting things have helped me to move on and look ahead, focus on what I can make happen and not what happened.

Forgetting has instilled a kind of tranquility and Zen in me that I've forgotten how to feel angry.

Let bygone be bygones; that's the only way to move on.

Bear no grudges for they serve no purpose.

Live and let live.

Now, I just want to have a good break.