Have you ever wondered about your own memories?
How significant they are to you.
How malleable they may be after review.
What parts become affected by anxiety, grief, or trauma.
What parts are truly accurate or an amalgamation of our brain trying to make sense of things that it can't make sense of?
We can absorb a seemingly unlimited amount of information, perhaps if lucky, even recall a large amount of information, but how fickle memory can be.
What can be recalled may be altered, memories lost may be found, and a once certain recollection of past events turns questionable after years have passed.
Very tricky our memories become, and yet it becomes who we are, a standard, a foundation...