At what point do you cut your losses and move on? I'd love to be able to say straight away. Need to move on? Sure, doing so now, consider it done, next! If only it were that easy. And by the way, I'm talking about everything here. Moving on from a job, a house, a friendship, a lover, whatever has run its course in your life and needs to be left behind.

But it's not that easy. If it were, I think for the most part the world would get on a bit better than it does. We could let things go that really don't affect us in the grand scheme of things, worry about what's important, and not give a shit about what isn't. We could get over elections that we perceive as having been stolen, and instead of screaming hateful, hurtful things at one another we could get on with being a part of a country, rather than a faction within it.

We could move on from failed relationships, not linger on what we did wrong, or what we think they did wrong, and wait or hunt for the next one. Not just romantically, either. A perceived slight, something that causes a friendship to break apart might just be that: Slight. So slight that the other person doesn't even realize it. On the flip side if there is a falling out for very real reasons, then so what? A friendship shared is still something that you once had, and don't let someone turning into a twat spoil the good times you may have shared.

Course, this is something I need to take my own advice on. I need to be better at moving on than I am. But it's hard to do. It's hard to forget the bullshit someone said to you, that really brought home that they aren't someone who has anything to add to your life. It's hard to forget a failed almost romance, when your heart still lurches as she walks in the room. It's hard to get over a grudge, held for years, about how someone treated you and your friends. Instead, I'll linger on it, going over things in my head. How should things have happened instead? Was any of it inevitable?

Maybe it's all just fuel for stories I have yet to write. Maybe I'm being led somewhere, or driven somewhere, everything piling up until one day I have no choice to move on, for sanity and safety. I like the idea of being driven, let's go with that.