Ghost of the Past

I have enough time to either eat a bowl or cereal, or write.

Writing won.

I wonder, sometimes, why certain people can still have an effect on you, even when they are no longer a part of your life, and haven't been for a while.

There is someone with whom I have had absolutely no communication in almost six months.  I've had neither need nor desire to be in touch with this person, and I really believe it is best that I don't, and any sort of communication with the individual would be a Bad Idea.

However, I allowed this person to enter into my thoughts a little more deeply than usual a few days ago (hence the post about walking into our own traps).  By reflecting on this individual, shadows of memory flickered across my heart, causing a strange, bittersweet sensation, and it only further enhanced an overall sense of loneliness I've been combating recently.

In my life, this person can only be, and should only be, a dormant memory.  A set of lessons learned and set aside.  It's ridiculous for anything more to be caused by recollections of the times we shared.  To have these memories stir up the mud in the bottom of my emotional pond is Not Good.

How do you banish ghosts working their way into your soul?