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a casual topic popped up during one of my many msn chats with a friend.
him: why do you say people don't remember you?
me: because i'm forgettable. i don't tend to leave lasting impressions on other people.
and he tells me that our sweet stephy suffers from the same problem. not getting acknowledged by people around her.
*interesting note 1* her scrolling info bar reads "what can i do to get your attention" and my scrolling title bar reads "don't leave me". he said together we could make a complete statement.
back to our main subject. while sitting in a funeral wake with only boredom as company, my mind wandered and asked me a question. would i be remembered after i died? who would remember me? why would they remember me? what would they remember me as? would i even have people coming to my funeral at all?
my answer: probably not much. they wouldn't know if i'd died anyways.
i know this is silly stuff to ask but, really, give it some thought. it might be depressing and all but it's kinda like a reality check. and if you managed to answer 'yes' to the first question and could even name some people that would remember you, well, you better hold onto them tight.
*interesting note 2* just so you know, i might forget your name but i'll never forget your face and what you'd left me with. all you people whom i've played with, argued with, studied with, all you people who had left lil footprints in my heart. and to the abovementioned 'he', thx for remembering me.
/hugzzz!!!
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