Where do memories go when they die?
Science has never been my strong suit. Oh, I can rattle off terms and theories and such, but the actual application of science doesn’t click for me.
One thing I never understood was the concept of matter. Specifically that everything is made of matter. What about memories? What makes up those things that are so vital to our very identities?
If they are made of some mysterious stuff that has always been and always will be, then where do they go when lost? When the electricity ceases to pulse through the gray matter or a disease steals the combination code?
Is there a graveyard of recollection, or a cemetery where trauma is laid to rest?
Just a recent random thought.