milestones

We remember things based on landmarks and milestones, on events that we'll always remember--significance. It's easy to look back and say where you were on your first kiss or when you graduated and usually even the rest of the night, even if it's a blur--you remember. You take it all in.

We never remember those moments beforehand--ten minutes or the night before. It's just that one moment that sticks with you--not the sandwich you hurriedly made on your way out the door before you ran into her at the bar, the hours you spent lounging on the couch reading posts on texts from last night. Not even the brilliant conversation over coffee late at night when you were so tired you were delirious, or the stupid argument you had that that made you want to go out in the first place. Weeks later that's all gone, and there's just that moment when you're walking her home and you stop in the street and everything's just--

But it's those moments before, the ones you forget, that make up most of our lives. They're so profoundly human we don't remember any of it. I'm tired of that. I want to know every single boring detail about your day. I'm tired of remembering things just for milestones. I want to know the story about why you can't eat falafel anymore.