When the day comes

It will go away, just as fast as any day.

I'll forget it soon enough, it'll mix and blur its way into oblivion, just a scratch in my sub conscience.

I'll forget names and places, facts and faces.

What did I do on my second day in Yellowstone? How could I forget that was one of my favorite vacations?

Thing is, I couldn't tell you to save my life.

But that doesn't really matter does it? I still have so much to go through I shouldn't worry about memories until I'm old and have nothing left to do.

I can't remember that today though, god knows what I'll know in 30, 40, 50+ years?

God....nothing?

Oh well, whatever I do still stays with me because it affects my subconscious decision making ever so slightly.

Thats all I need because I live in the moment.