The Iterator - Iterator of thoughts

Memory is a weird thing

I barely remember details from anything, my brain is mushy.

Somehow I was thinking the other day while out walking, didn't even focus on anything, just let thoughts drift freely.

Suddenly I remembered everything that had happened on that evening when I got assaulted and didn't remember anything. I got picked up by a friend who happened to swing by in his taxi, he drove me home to my parents, 25km outside town.

I remembered that my friend hit me square in the face with his fist, as he got annoyed with something I said, boom and then blank. I didn't remember that for almost 20 years, for it to suddenly just pop up like that.

My chin bones got fractured and some teeth were lose but did not fall out, got a head x-ray a couple of days later that confirmed fractures and health care system just did not do anything, "it will heal".

Then I also got the mental scars from the episode, I did not know. I could not remember. At. All.

Until yesterday. When that part of the brain kicked in and served me the context and the visual memories.

I broke up with that friend a few years ago. When he had zero respect for the fine drops of whiskey I served him, instead of sipping it, let it swoosh around in his mouth, he shot it back as if it was some cheap liquor. That was when I decided to let him go.

Yes, you can break up with friends too, the ones that aren't friendly any more or the ones that wrong you.

And what did I say that would annoy him so much that he needed to punch the light outta me? "I'm gonna talk to So-and-so and tell her that you like her" .. that set off a 30 year old male.

I don't forgive him. He just need to stay out of my life.

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