Let’s Accept Our Memory Is Unreliable

Doing the best with our time without idealising the past

a woman ponders in an ethereal plain with blurry islands dotted around her in the distance, minimal modern digital art — by DALL·E

We constantly witness proof that our memory is insultingly unreliable. Frequently, whenever two friends recall a moment they shared, the scene appears to be exceedingly different depending on who describes it. I pride myself on having a decent memory and often remember things my friends have long…