writing at new year's never seems to work out the way i hope it will, but i remembered that sometime this past january i had a better idea. having just gotten a new phone, tonight seemed like the perfect time to empty the old one of all remaining text messages.
what i found was a very telling picture of what we (i) value. whose messages are saved, which ones, and how that decision differs for different people. how many of the words i kept were my own compared to how many were sent to me by others. what relationships i built, and how, and why i felt it was important to remember.
right along with that is the razor's edge between benefit and detriment that we each walk by creating our own revisionist history. there truly are two sides to every story. but had those things been said during a phone call, rather than written, they would have been lost as soon as they were spoken, and memory--however faulty--would be our only reference.
thank god or whomever for the opportunity to start fresh.
2 comments:
I agree with this so much man, especially with struggling to find the right words at times, that does suck! Have an awesome 2012 buddy, you deserve it!
glad this action and these observations have been written somewhere.
i too have mulled over and gained much from similar reflections made from idle moments spent thumbing through archived txts.
it's become forced habit at the end of every week to clear all incoming and outgoing calls made.
hopefully you had a fun welcoming in the new year!
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