Because of the stress of past few days I've come to realize that things are mostly just things that retard progress. The memory isn't the "thing", the memory is the feelings, the thoughts, the circumstances, the events surrounding the thing. If the thing is gone, the memories remain the same. As far as "thoughts" impeding happinesss . . . well . . . have fun.
"[Also, in my spare time,] I like to repeat silly cliches and imagine myself as sophisticated."
I leave you with this:
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