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Memory Loss


Hey Ho my friends and welcome back to my channel!
Oh, no. Wait. This is not my YouTube channel haha. Lemme try again:

Hey Ho my friends!
A friend of mine recently kinda reminded me that I´ve been neglecting this blog for ages (thank you btw; I´m sure you know you´re meant). So here I am again. I am not dead, I´ve simply been very busy and couldn´t think of anything to write about. To be honest I still have absolutely no clue, what today´s topic shall be. Said friend didn´t have a clever idea as well and said he´d prefer an “authentic Vanessa-post” anyway. Thanks, man! What an immense help you are.
I then looked through my mobile and found something I thought I might as well share with you ^^
Today´s topic therefore is remembrance. Or much rather memory loss.





Now, I am not talking about cheesy brains, forgetting some information occasionally. I´m talking about full on memory loss, like after you got a huge concussion.

What happens when we lose our memory? Like all of it. Do we become a different person? Do we forget every feeling, every connection to the people, we´re friends with? Or do we instinctively remember whom we were close to? Does our heart still beat faster when we look into the eyes of our spouse, crush, fiancé, even though we don´t know who they are? Could we kill someone without feeling guilty, because we forgot that we´re peaceful? Could we hurt someone without a nagging feeling in our stomach or an almost silent voice in our head telling us to stop, because we forgot what it feels like to be the one being hurt?
Is our personality really a matter of remembering our past? Is it not rather a matter of our heart, our feelings, our free will? Is love really based on shared memories and not rather on feeling drawn to each other, being two halves on one person?
  


There you go, that was my thought of the day.

Stay safe!
Vanessa xxx
(pics are all from Pinterest)

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