For some time now I've been following one very interesting blog - Wait But Why. It started out of some artificial intelligence stuff (I have IT background and my interests are quite broad), but then I found a post titled What Makes You You. It's a fairly long read, but worth the time if you ask me.
Besides being an intriguing, this post resonated with my most recent photographic work "Blood Unquiet" - specifically the chapter "Continuity", but it would be hard to understand without context. Now a quote from the story:
If you know nothing about "Blood Unquiet" - these pictures are based on my memories of my childhood, staged with my own kids, sometimes at the relevant places (my family still owns the house and land where I grew up), but mostly based on important concepts from the time.
It was strange to read it after finishing a story of my childhood, about what makes me me, the key moments and ideas. So maybe we are stories we write every day, succession of points that can be so easily connected afterwards but never forward.
PS: if you're into arguing about the original post, then I gladly take your arguments, but I'm not certain I can respond to them. There's a better philosophical discussion at the end of the original post on Wait But Why. I'm aware that I've taken just the part that favors my own thoughts - this one here is not a balanced discussion. Just my associations.