Sometimes I wonder what we're saving up all these memories for. Like, if we learn to live in the moment, we're not going to have time in the future to be thinking about the past, right? We're hoarding all these DVDs we're never going to watch.
And then there's the fact that memories fade if we don't revisit them often enough. So, just when are we meant to be performing all this memory maintenance?
Are we doing all of this so that we'll have something pleasant to reflect on when we're lying in a nursing home someday? Or in case we have to serve a sentence in solitary confinement?
Don't get me wrong, I value some of the stuff in my head. But I agree, a focus on "making memories" seems oddly flawed.