Childish things

We clear the mind of memories when we lose interest in what we are remembering. This happens naturally, without intention or effort, and hastens as regret and anticipation slink away without saying goodbye.

Straightening up

Some things we can just drop. Like regret. Resentment. Or fear of anything.

Promiscuous

A mistake I learn from is not a mistake. I wouldn’t know that anger is a derangement and regret a waste of energy unless I’ve laid with both of them, known them under the covers. There are other ways to learn but none as terrifically good as mistakes.

Big weeds

Hurry. Worry. Memory. These are big weeds.

No past, no future

Nothing in nature is bored, restless or guilty-feeling. Trees don’t ask, ‘What’s next?’