Day of the "I forgot"

Saturday, 1st of July, was the international day of a lot of things, amongst them it was the International Day of the Joke. To be fair, I didn't remember a single joke to tell, so I decided to postpone that task to the next year. Despite that. I've read about it and found out that jokes began in Greece, some support that by the hand of Palamedes, and that it was also in Greece that the first comedy clubs appeared, not like nowadays with the stand-up, but groups that commingled and told jokes to each other. And that in Rome there were also some clubs like that and some people refer to the existence of a book, that was lost, which contained the record of jokes of the time!

Yesterday, Sunday, July 2nd was "I forgot" day and no, I didn't forget. It was easy and two-in-one to make a "joke" I forgot, today!

It took me long just to think of what I could do to "celebrate" the day.

Yes, I am a forgetful person, distracted, but not in the essential things. I don't forget birthdays. or to call and be present in the moments where I'm wanted and want to be in, despite of loving to be at home. And there is really where I love to be... and read and look out for and discover... and write (!) and sometimes I forget to take over what's going on out there and people of my days ... And as I write this it all seems like a contradiction. Who decides what and how we must take things in this life?

Today I was looking at Lost and thinking about how nice it seems to be a dog. To live so much in the moment, like some say now. So enough to be around who you like without having your head running speed limit, lost is so much information and things you must do, and being in one place thinking you want to be somewhere else... Enjoy every flower you cross on the way and smell it infinite times (and eventually make a pee upwards, in the clear majority of the time, but at length elects the location of thing to do his thing!). A few months ago, at the expense of my dog, I have paid more attention to what is around me and, in fact, dazzle myself every day, on every walk, by the simple and beautiful things that cross my path. Someone's smile. Or just the sound trees make... but I won't linger in this subject…

Getting back to “I forgot”. I want to remember. That like in fleeing and we are not entitled to everything.

I want to seize the flowers in my life and smell them, water them... and change vases whenever's needed. Enjoy laughter and hugs. Savour each story. To not think about the next story or to know how to disconnect from the previous one... I want to know how to stay somewhere in the moment without wanting to return rapidly to by corner. I want to be able to be in the corner whenever I want, without weights.

When this year started I decided I was going to say "yes" more often. And I have, but not every time... and, thinking about it, I don't know if I want to say "yes" many more times. I just want to be able to say no, without weights and blame. Without thinking I'm missing something, any opportunity, any opportunity to lead to more times having to say no. I want "yeses" that make a difference, I want "yeses" to stay at the end, for me and for those around me, and find out that balance is critical for me and the best way to celebrate this day of the I forgot.

Am I thinking well? Tell me, how would you commemorate the day?

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