You know when you're driving for a while, and the next thing you know you're a mile down the road?

You don't know what you've passed and frankly, you're glad you're almost home.

I live for those moments.

You know that feeling of emptiness after you've forgotten your question, can't remember what you're looking for?

It must have been important. Oh well, it'll come to you later.

Those are the feelings I crave.

I wait anxiously for the times I won't remember.

Anything forgettable-

I want to be forgettable.

I need to live forgettable.