Clogging up vessels with memories.

5:47am

Another white night has passed.

Had coffee . As though I needed any,considering the high adrenaline levels I have right now and apart from the nocturnal influence of being awake past midnight, my head is bursting with questions,thoughts and memories. Aah it's a daily ritual and I most certainly hate it.My soul seems to have this love/hate relationship with memories. I can't seem to get past it and well ..does anyone ?  as a matter of fact no.I hate how memories come swishing at you .Specially the ones you're not so proud of. Yes those very bitter moments you wished that they never happened. Sometimes you wonder why certain things happen and sometimes you are just too busy to stop and wonder.But because I'm an overly expressive person and an over thinker I shall wonder and wonder and wonder and reach to no certain conclusion apart from "Everything happens for a reason."

That line above is such a cliche that many of us absently use it as a valid excuse to mask the unlikely events of our lives. Sometimes I wish I new the reason.We pretend that everything was or is for better.Thanks to Disney movies we all are constipated with since childhood, we pretend that everyone will have a happy ending,not that I'm against happy endings I just think it's hard when reality hits you.And if you are reading this and thinking I'm such a no believer in fantasies..eat your words.

Because I'm a hopeless romantic.

Memories will haunt and haunt you forever, the only way to guess if a person is mildly over any event is when they can freely talk to others about it.If they don't then they are still stuck in the grunge.It's like knowing you have a  huge fatty mass attached to your heart vessel which could at any time be lethal, Then why attach the huge fatty mass of memories with you everyday?

It's ironic that we know this and yet we still happen to have that mass stuck, be it small or huge, the point is, it's still there.And most of us have it.Happy are those who don't.Wrong! There is no one and I repeat absolutely no one who won't have memories haunting them.The only trick to live in peace with it throughout your life is give off tiny bits of that mass, by sharing and talking to someone about it, if you don't it'll clog up that vessel one day. 

So here's the conclusion, Everything happens for a reason.That mysterious,unknown,existing reason being you accepting whatever happened and getting over it and hoping for a happy ending.And memories clog your vessels.Not literally.

All of this makes no sense I'm going back to bed.