Clark rolled over onto his side, keeping his right arm on Mona’s body. It felt a little awkward but he wanted to maintain some kind of contact with her. He let out a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. Mona turned her body towards him “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Just thinking “

“Yeah, About what?”

I don’t know, just thoughts. memory. How it defines us. Does it define us? If so. How many does it take.

To define us?

How many memories does it take to make a person? I mean i guess there are levels to it, right? It’s not just a matter of saying you have one memory therefor you’re a person. There are different types of memory. Inherent, intrinsic, what’s the word, innate? We come loaded with some, but is cellular memory the same as experienced? I mean, is fundamental learning the same thing as a memory? I’m sure someone has written it all down. I could just google it but I’d rather not. The work is important sometimes, right?

Sure, but eventually you will look it up. Might be something there that you didn’t even think about. Cellular memory has to be connected to experienced I would think. We store what we go through on a daily basis somewhere. It might not be the same place we store learned behaviors or maybe it is? Who knows? I feel we are like a memory battery. It’s stored somewhere until it’s collected. Now by what or whom I don’t know. Or even when. Are there Collection times during our lifetime or just when we die? I do believe in a shared consciousness so it could be we are constantly dumping information into it. 

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