How is it you can have so many facets to your personality and see actual photos of those times in your life or suddenly remember, with no prodded prior thought, but you cannot remember words, those hundreds of thousands of words, uttered that carved your name in life.
When we fill in for what we forget, is it replayed to be similar to who we were or who we wanted to be, or is it biased by how we at that point want to think we were?
Paying attention to the truth of things is not so easy when life changes your mind.
When we fill in for what we forget, is it replayed to be similar to who we were or who we wanted to be, or is it biased by how we at that point want to think we were?
Paying attention to the truth of things is not so easy when life changes your mind.
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