TM 137. Have you ever woken up in the morning and not remembered what you did the night before?

The short answer is "no." The slightly longer answer is, "I wouldn't mind that being the case sometimes." I shouldn't say that. It makes it sound as if I've experienced mornings so full of regret and guilt, I'd rather they didn't exist in my memory. Honestly, I've never done anything I've regretted enough to wish I couldn't remember it. All of my mistakes mean as much to me as the moments of unadulterated joy and contentment I've had in my life.

No, what I mean is, should I ever find myself facing a morning after a night spent committing some atrocious act, I wouldn't mind having the luxury of forgetting all about it. Of course, I can't imagine anything I could do that would warrant me wishing for such a thing.

Actually, if he were still alive, I would make a joke here about Frohike, but it's mean to think so poorly of the departed. Rest in peace, Melvin.

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