What even is a memory?
What even is a memory?
A figment of my imagination?
No, that's a dream.
Something my brain just happens to store?
Wouldn’t that technically be a thought?
I don’t care.
Should therapy be a part of my thoughts if I’m asking what is wrong with me?
As many questions a person could have, an answer shall not be given if the true desire is intrusive.
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