Writers are forgetful,
but they remember everything.
They forget appointments and anniversaries,
but remember what you wore,
how you smelled,
on your first date…
They remember every story you’ve ever told them –
like ever,
but forget what you’ve just said.
They don’t remember to water the plants
or take out the trash,
but they don’t forget how
to make you laugh.
Writers are forgetful
because
they’re busy
remembering
the important things.
I found this poem a little cute. I’m not calling myself a writer or anything, but I do forget a lot of many things on a daily basis—including something someone just said. It doesn’t mean I don’t listen or aren’t attentive, I don’t know what it is, but I promise I do listen and am attentive. I am usually so content having a nice conversation with you, that I space out in an odd way thinking about our conversation. It doesn’t make sense at all, but it’s not supposed to.
—Ciao for now
