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RSSFriday B.S.: Feign Amnesia
Mar 20
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Good Lord, I have been needy this week. A mix of work stress, sexual frustration and a few untimely happenstances of the social variety, and I just have been emotionally vomiting for days. I’m in need of a little therapy.
When I have a week that just lingers on, I always fantasize about starting over from scratch. This is virtually impossible to do, seeing as how traveling back in time hasn’t been reliably invented yet. I suppose you could bash yourself on the side of the head and try to induce amnesia, but if it doesn’t work, then all you really have is a new memory of hitting yourself on the side of the head and the subsequent pain that follows.
It’s a bit like rebooting your computer, right? You need to sever the connection to the emotional fodder and reestablish your core programming. I think most people, besides looking for physical release as a way of dealing with stress, shed emotional layers through a reductive amnesia. There is an art to eliminating the complications of everyday living, thereby no longer being bothered by the simple stuff that remains.
My skill at it comes and goes, so it’s not always the ideal solution for me. Instead, I’m the kind of person that needs to say the things that are on my mind. The act of talking out the issues helps me to set them aside permanently.
But occasionally it happens that the very act of venting hasn’t worked because the problems I faced up to are not what’s really at issue. That’s how this week has gone anyway. So I talk out and talk out these so-called emotional malfunctions, only to find out that I’m circumventing the real concerns. I’m still walking around with a foul cloud around my head, a bit like an orbiting lighthouse, warning away the unwary.
What’s a guy to do? Forced seclusion? Run away? Or feign amnesia?
Oh yeah, I’m going to pretend this week never happened. Which means, the end.
Man I’m feeling good about this one. Put a smile on my face, throw my hands up in the air and when my friends ask me, “So did your week get any better?” you know what I’m gonna answer?
“It doesn’t get any better than this.”
