Pobody's Nerfect

Let's talk about negativity for a moment, yeah?

When I used to think of the word "hate," a certain ex-roommate would come to mind. We quickly became friends in just one semester and, by the time the next semester rolled around, we became enemies even quicker. Everything became drama and I really couldn't stand getting personally attacked behind my back so frequently. About a year after the fallout, every attempt to extend the olive branch would immediately turn to shit. Over the last few weeks, however, I've been getting random text messages from this person out of the blue and, well... I guess it got me to thinking how we as humans tend to let our negative emotions get the best of us. I'm not saying I'm friends with this person again; I suppose what I'm saying is that I'm no longer enemies with this person. Some might believe I forgive too easily, but why hold on to an attitude that's so deeply rooted in pessimism?

I can also recall a certain "she who mustn't be named" who many of my friends have a strong distaste for, although, if anything, I'd now consider myself apathetic.

Maybe it's in my nature to rid the past of any negative connotations? As far as former cynicism in my life goes, I really just want a blank slate. A tabula rasa.