u/IncapacitatingHugs

I find that my memories most resemble a list of google reviews, or like game tooltips that appear when you hover over an item, location, or person, the author of which I trust only as much as the temporal distance between myself and the person who experienced it.

Endless versions of myself mentally penning down thoughts for those who come after, in the hope that a future being may one day choose the right restaurant or hang out with the right people or make the right decision such that one of us may, one day, have lived the very best day of our collective life.