What we remember we can recall
partly because of the conjunction
between time, experience, and language.
When we find the words
to classify and describe an experience
then they in themselves become the memory
we use to share what happened,
so that others might understand.
Thus life becomes a series of reviews
of events where first we were the actor
who then became the critic in the describing,
to the point where when much later our summaries
become us so we forget which we were most,
and wonder who it was who was actually there.