I woke up with a heartache this morning. It was a leftover residue from last night when things ended with him. I got out of bed, switched on my laptop and went through all of his memories. And, just pressed “delete”. I attacked my phone next. Delete, delete, delete. I sighed, with a lighter heart, and went to brush my teeth.
And, how simple was that? Apparently, getting over a break-up is easy now. Just one simple ‘delete’ can change your life. But why only break-ups? Think of all those unpleasant jerks (and jerkettes?) you come across on a daily basis. That member of the opposite sex who gets off on sending cryptic text messages that are meant to create distance without any clear explanations:
It’s not you. It’s me. I need my space… blah blah blah.
Or, those annoying creepettes (Yes, I made up that word. How about it?) who send you a million messages a day in a desperate (and might I add, futile?) attempt to get your attention:
10 am: Hey sweetie, saw this really cute dress at HnM, and thought of you
10:30 am: So, was wondering if you are up for that show next week?
10:45 am: Hey, are you MIA on me now?
11:03 am: Wow, you must be really busy! (Umm… no shit?!)
Whoever invented this wonderful concept was a true genius. (According to google, it’s a guy called David Bradley, who invented it along with Ctrl and Alt). All that junk that makes you miserable will be gladly received by your virtual trash can. All you have got to do is press ‘delete’.
And now, with most relationships happening on Facebook, you can take this one step further.
Delete. And, block.
YAY for technology.