Sometimes I Forget

Sometimes I forget that a cup of tea makes things better.

Sometimes I forget how amazing it is to live and work in the city.

Sometimes I forget the feeling of winter, and the delight of snuggling under a blanket.

Sometimes I forget to call my Mum.

Sometimes I forget that it’s ok to miss my Best Friend.

Sometimes I forget I’m always like this at this time of the week/month/year/pay cycle

Sometimes I forget that other people don’t see the thoughts behind my words.

Sometimes I forget I’m only 25

Sometimes I forget I’m already 25

Sometimes I forget how to write, but I always remember again

Sometimes I forget to do my washing, and then I have nothing to wear

Sometimes I forget to worry about how many calories it has, and just consume a yummy dessert

Sometimes I forget what it was like when we were just hoping Obama would win

Sometimes I forget life before Ezra Klein

Sometimes I forget to be gracious and kind

Sometimes I forget to be thankful

Sometimes I forget.