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Memory is the only thing I have to understand my surroundings; therefore, if I forget myself, the world is new.
In the last few years, the relationship between my formative years and the present has become more important to me. I’ve been documenting links between early memories and who I am now, so recently I think less about early adulthood, because by then my habits were nearly solidified, and I always considered that period less significant than others.
Like death, time is a paradox because as we get older, our mind does not.
While not a cheerful topic, we consider it captivating, and necessary to consider if we want to stay grounded in life.