I guess in those innocent childhood times, swearing was some kind of ultimatum we gave ourselves, that we had to do that something that counted. Nowdays, adults, sophisticated people they are, do not find swearing that credible (anyway, adults just like doing the same things children do, albeit differently and insisting so) and instead prefer to waste monies hiring this guy in a suit to write down what they intend to do so that they will do it. Well, after all the economy is all about creating wants that didn't exist before and then finding people to fulfil them, aka redundency. The reminiscence of those much more senior than us is that in the past, everything was sealed with just a handshake (though I suspect everyone was carrying some form of weapon in their other hand). That, in today's context, sounds like folklore not unlike vampires or witches who flew on broomsticks.
Receiving promises is a really beautiful thing. However, the pain associated with unfulfilment more than negate all the joy the promise brought. Hence, those around me would be quick to point out it is rather difficult to illicit a promise from me, since I hate breaking promises a little more than broken ones. I believe many of us (or if none of you, then just myself) trust and love people based on their fulfilment of past promises. Keeping a promise, no matter the size, shows that the beneficiary of that promise is in some way, or another, important to us. Granted, there are some people who have a memory of a goldfish and knowing so, we can't really hold it against them.
This post seems to be taking the form of a [broken] promise already: an earnest start, with no concept of fulfilment or conclusion (oops!).
Well, it's just a random thought
So think hard before you promise someone something because it may mean alot!
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